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What do you get when you mix Alphas and sheriffs and park rangers? Three sexy tales of wolf shifter romance from the talented Wendy Sparrow sure to keep you up past your bedtime! With one click, immerse yourself in a rich world of danger, intrigue, a little humor, and more than a little heat.
Past My Defenses
After a feline danderbomb takes Vanessa down, she wakes up naked in a cage staring at a hot park ranger who has no idea what he’d trapped. Dane Hansen had hoped to tame the silver wolf in his kennel, but all bets are off with the deliciously sweet Vanessa on two legs. They’re hot as a forest fire even before they scent-match. Meanwhile, Lycans are being poached, and Vanessa has been targeted. Dane will have to keep her close to protect her, but with Vanessa in heat and mad to mate, who will protect him?
This Weakness for You
Jordan Hill is his pack’s Alpha wolf, and after his last breakup, he’s opting to be the lone wolf, too. But when his rival’s little sister—a human—comes to his door, what should be a tasty snack turns out to be something more than Jordan could ever imagine. Christa Hansen is simply looking for a place to stay. Yet the dark shifter smells irresistibly like forever. But getting involved with the wolf who tried to kill her brother—twice—is lunacy. Falling for her family’s enemy won’t just be her downfall...it will be his, too.
Crazy Over You
Waking up with a naked woman holding a knife at his throat is just about the last thing Sheriff Travis Flynn expected. And the brother she’s looking for? A murderer. And dead. Probably. But the real shock comes when she insists she’s not a Lycan. Once LeAnn Wilcox finds her brother, she’ll get out of the pack’s territory and go back to her regular, nonfurry life. But LeAnn’s life is at stake if she won’t claim her place in the pack, especially once Travis’s control over the pack is challenged and her brother’s fate is questioned.
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Taming the Pack Box Set
By Wendy Sparrow, Lewis Pollak
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The night felt empty. The encroaching evergreens on either side of the highway loomed and swallowed most of the light from the stars.
Dane wiped a tired hand down his face. Look at him getting all spooked and sappy just because he wasn't going to be welcomed home after a long day of work.
Dane flicked on the radio and let it search through scratchy stations for a minute before turning it back off. He hated the silence, but he hated the noise even more. Another twenty minutes, and he'd be home.
He should get a dog.
A cat wasn't a pet — and it wasn't even his. A cat went wherever it wanted and to hell with what the humans around it needed.
A dog was always happy when an owner came home — stupidly happy, possibly — though he'd seen intelligent dogs. If he got an intelligent dog, he could teach it how to track — or maybe it'd already know how to do that instinctually. Dane yawned; his jaw popped from the effort. Plus, with a dog, he'd feel like he was the master of his domain. His cat — or rather the cat, because it definitely wasn't his, by any stretch of the imagination — suffered Dane's presence as long as the infernal thing was fed.
But a dog ...
Up ahead, a light caught his attention, and he pulled his Jeep off to the side of the road beside an abandoned car. The driver's side door was open and the dome light on. It was in a ditch, the front end embedded in the soft soil from the impact, but looked still drivable. The air bag hadn't gone off. There was a bend in the road, but not one so sharp someone should have lost control on it ... not someone sober anyway. Where the hell was the driver?
He leaned in. The sour smell of bleach made him wince and his eyes water. There was a small bottle on the passenger's side that must have broken open when the car crashed.
"Hello?" he yelled, grabbing his flashlight and beaming it out into the surrounding trees. The forest was dense in this area. "I'm a park ranger. Dane Hansen. Do you need assistance?"
Just miles earlier, this stretch had felt empty, but now, faced with this abandoned vehicle, there was a menacing quality to the stillness and shadows. The forests around Glacier Peak were never empty during the day, and the bigger predators would come out at night.
"Hello?" he tried again. Leaning into his Jeep, he radioed the accident in to his dispatch and waited, calling out periodically.
"I've got someone from the sheriff's department en route," Ross from dispatch said. "Stay where you are."
"You don't think I should see if there's someone out there injured?" Well, that was weird as hell.
"Do you have reason to believe there is?"
Even though he couldn't see him, Dane gestured at the car. "Well, the door to the vehicle is wide open and there's no one around. The emergency lights aren't even on." Duh. Something wasn't right.
"Do you see signs of foul play?"
"No. There's a small bottle of bleach on the floor that must have leaked when the car crashed. It might be masking other smells, but I don't see any signs of blood or a struggle other than what would have happened during the crash." Why would someone be carrying a bottle of bleach in their car? Odd.
There was silence as if Ross was conferring with someone. Other than how inky black it was, there was no reason why he shouldn't be safe tramping through the brush. He tried calling out a few more times. No response. The car door's being open like an alien abduction had just occurred was creepy as hell. The hair on the back of his neck was standing up straight as if someone were staring at him from the forest.
"No, wait for the sheriff's deputy to arrive," dispatch said. "Better safe than sorry."
Better safe than sorry? What the hell? Sure, he was a park ranger, not a cop, but he carried a gun. Even though he was new to the area, he'd lived in Washington State most of his life. He knew what was out in the dark. Yeah, he wasn't going to hang out by his Jeep waiting for the cops to get around to this. Who knew how soon that'd be?
He looked both ways along the deserted highway before feeling like an ass and stalking toward the forest with his flashlight pointed at the ground. The brush and grass looked to have been disturbed but prints were difficult to make out in the dark. He was careful not to step on the path he saw. Once he crossed into the tree line, the trail seemed even more indiscernible, but the sense of being watched increased.
Pausing, he looked around. Where were all the animals? Normally, he'd have scared a few small critters into bolting.
"Hello?" He should've asked Ross for the vehicle owner's name. That'd been stupid. Then again, Ross should've volunteered it. He could go back and search the glove box, but something about this screamed crime scene, and he didn't want some pissed-off cop snarling at him because he had to touch everything. Especially since they were treating him like a preschooler who needed someone to hold his hand before he could go into the forest.
He scanned his flashlight around him searching for something to indicate there was a person to follow in here. There was the blink of reflected light as his beam caught the eyes of an animal, and he jumped, but when he jerked back to it — it was gone.
"Nice, Dane. You're real brave. Maybe you do need someone to hold your hand." He scowled. Where the hell should he go next? The bushes around all looked mostly undisturbed. "Pathetic."
A car was approaching. Swearing under his breath, he turned and stomped back out of the forest with less care than he'd used going in.
Huh. More than one car. The one in front was a police cruiser that turned on blinding flashing lights. He blinked rapidly and tried to shade his eyes.
"Are the lights really necessary?" he asked the cop — whom he could barely see now.
"Yup. I'll take it from here," the deputy said, sauntering forward.
Travis. He was the same age as Dane, and they'd met a time or two.
"I can help you search. I haven't heard anyone, and I didn't see anyone on foot from my direction. I'm assuming you didn't see anyone coming from yours."
"Nah, but I got this. You can go on home."
Dane stared at him. This didn't add up. "It makes sense for me to stay. And I don't mind working off the clock." He had nothing but an empty house and a cat to go home to. Spending a few hours doing something worthwhile might lift this mood he'd been in.
Travis shook his head. "I've got someone to help, and we'll call you back if we don't turn up anything."
He squinted at the other vehicle. "Who?" And why couldn't he help? If this was some sort of locals-only thing, he'd misjudged Travis. The man seemed intelligent, but he hid behind a fairly convincing image of an idiot.
"Tracker. He's a local. With it being so dark and all, we'll try it this way tonight and get back with you."
He met Travis's gaze. "You know sending away another set of eyes is stupid as hell."
There it was ... a shrewd look that was quickly smothered. "Yup. But that's how the sheriff wants this played."
"Then, the sheriff is an ass, and if something happens to whoever owns that car because you sent me away, I'm not keeping quiet about it."
Even with the flashing lights still blinding him, he saw the white of Travis's smile. "Dane, I don't think anyone expects you to stay quiet very long. I'll keep you in the loop."
Shaking his head, he went back to his Jeep and waited there, watching his rearview mirror. Travis was investigating the car, and the passenger in the dark SUV that had pulled behind the cruiser didn't get out. Why were they being secretive?
Travis straightened from a crouch and went to the dark SUV — which was still mostly camouflaged by the blinding cruiser's lights. A minute later, he approached Dane's Jeep.
Opening the passenger door, the deputy leaned on the seat and stared Dane down. "Get a hold of me when the sun comes up, and I'll deal you back in if I can. In the meantime, I can't have anyone extra out in the dark wandering around."
"Why not? Afraid I'll get lost?"
Travis tilted his head. "Wolves. We've got a pack in the area, and the leader doesn't take to strangers all that well."
"Seems like a local thing."
The deputy grinned. "I like you just fine, Dane. Maybe later I'll bring you some roses to apologize for shutting you out. Pink or red?"
Dane started his Jeep. "I will call in the morning."
"I don't doubt it. I've always thought you were sweet on me." Travis slammed the door closed before he could hear Dane's real opinion.
He made the rest of the drive home in sullen silence, and when he slid from behind the wheel, the ache in his jaw alerted him that he'd been clenching his teeth the whole time. Great. The door wasn't open more than a crack when the damn cat darted through and out into the night.
"Lucifer!" Normally, he didn't let him out at night. He didn't want his younger sister's pet becoming a late-night snack for something lurking in the woods. "Lucifer!" Hell, the stupid thing could fend for itself. He'd open the pet door, and hopefully, it'd have enough sense to come in if something was chasing it.
Shaking his head, he turned to go in when he heard a wolf howl in the distance ... and then the screech of a cat. Hell. Yanking out his flashlight and turning it on, he bolted into the woods in the direction of Lucifer's screeching and hissing. Christa was going to kill him. She treated that cat like a child.
A half mile later, he stumbled into a small clearing and stopped stock-still. Well, that was something you didn't see every day.
* * *
Her naked hip pressed against the cold concrete was her first indication that something was very wrong in her world. The bright light of the room burned through her closed eyelids, but she almost didn't want to open them anyway. Reality was about to kick her tail — and since she was back in her skin-wear, that tail would be a metaphorical one, not an actual furry tail.
"Meow?" a plaintive voice asked.
"Oh, hell no," she said in a raspy voice, barely recognizable. That would explain the thick feeling of cement in her throat. Cats — those bastards — sent her histamine levels rocketing upward. And they knew it, too. They sensed it. It was why they always cuddled up to her no matter where she was. She was a damn cat magnet. She opened one eye. There was a drain in the concrete near her cheek and outside of that, a metal cage with a feline pressed against it. The cat stuck a paw through the bars and tried to swipe at her naked shoulder, missing only by inches. Beyond the maniacal cat, a man — a hot, red-blooded, sexy male no less, stood with his jaw dropped.
She inhaled and exhaled — a long, raspy wheeze where she could practically hear the air scraping through her lungs. "While you're enjoying the scenery, do you think you could get that cat away from me? I'm seriously allergic. Unless you've got an EpiPen handy, this could get ugly."
He strode over, grabbed the cat, and without saying a word, went to the nearby door and tossed the vile beast outside. The cat yowled irritably but he slammed the door shut in its face. Well, that was more like it. Her respect for the man ratcheted up a dozen levels.
Vanessa sat up slowly, and it felt like she'd left her sinuses behind on the concrete. An involuntary groan slid out her hoarse, sore throat. She'd told the Alpha she'd be no good in this state. She'd warned him she had next to no skills when her allergies were this bad. She couldn't have caught the scent of a skunk if it'd sprayed her, let alone track anything. She was useless in either form. The Alpha was a man, though, and he thought he knew better. Typical man. Typical Alpha.
She should be in her home crowded against her air purifier, waiting for all of Snohomish County to stop blooming her to death. She wasn't deathly allergic to everything else like she was to cats, but it wasn't pretty. She'd been a snotty mess even before she'd padded out into the forest on four feet.
Then, it all got hazy — a histamine and altered-consciousness blur.
The man walked over to the tall island counter in the giant utilitarian mudroom and leaned against it, facing her, with his arms crossed. He kept staring at her.
"You were some sort of wolf," he stated, pointing at her.
She pulled up a leg and propped her chin on her knee, wrapping her arms around it. It covered much of the free peep show she was providing this stranger.
"If you say so." She sounded like a pack-a-day lifetime chain smoker. Real sexy. "Right now, I'm a naked woman in a kennel, hoping you have a couple of allergy pills and a shirt that furry spawn of Satan hasn't touched." She reached out a hand and rattled the four-by-five metal cage bolted to the floor. "I'll tell you what ... this reminds me of Reno — only that time involved a double-dog dare and a feather boa." Vanessa wrinkled her nose. "Actually, so far, this is better than Reno, but I wouldn't mind losing the kennel."
He grabbed a set of keys off the shelves across from her and crouched in front of the door. He was still wary of her, but it was likely hard to be afraid of a scrawny, naked woman in a cage who sounded like one of Marge's sisters on The Simpsons. The latch snicked open, and the lock dropped into his hand. With a show of false nonchalance, he turned his back on her as the door slipped open. Instead of moving, she watched the fluid grace of his limbs as he strolled toward the humming dryer in the corner, the picture of casual. It was for her benefit, after all — besides, he didn't look bad from behind.
They say when a person loses one of their senses, the remaining senses become heightened — what a crock of crap. She couldn't catch the scent of the dryer and the warm cotton contents that spilled out when he opened the door — or the scent of him, yummy, thirty-something male. Unfortunately, her ears felt plugged and gross from swollen passages and too long on the cold concrete, so she could barely hear the scrape of buttons on metal as he pulled a red flannel shirt from the dryer. Her eyes were all watery, but she glanced around and through the tears she could see a few other cages. She'd been in the largest. Most were for smaller animals — cats, raccoons, bunnies.
Where the hell was she?
If it weren't for the accommodating behavior of her captor, she'd be bolting for the door and running despite the fact that she felt two steps away from death. Her legs tingled with the desire to run ... or it was the lack of oxygen and the change from wolf to human? It could be either.
But seriously, what was with these cages?
The only thing that came to mind was poachers, but they'd have more large cages if that were the case, and he had unlocked the door.
Besides, there'd been a real look of shock on his face when she'd opened her eyes. He hadn't expected her to be anything other than what she'd been — a slight wolflike creature. A poacher would have known.
Plus, he didn't look evil. As far as she could tell. She blinked rapidly, hoping to focus on him through the wash of tears. It was no good. Even though her hormones, from being in heat, were telling her that he was a warm-bodied possessor of the XY chromosomes and a virile specimen at that, he remained a watercolor painting. Brown hair, tan skin, lean, tall ... and coming back toward her with the flannel held out and his cloud-gray eyes averted.
But also a big checkmark in the "he's not pure evil" category. Even if he had that cat.
She unfolded from the cage slowly, unaccustomed to fitting through a door the size of a small window.
"So, you like to keep cages around?" she asked as she stood. There. That had sounded casual. Well, as casual as she could be with this swollen, itchy-as-hell throat.
Please let him not be a poacher.
"I'm the new park ranger. I moved in a few months ago. Cages go with the territory. Typically I'm just holding animals for animal control or until they heal, not because they felt like a stroll on four feet instead of two."
Ah, huh, well, this blew. She'd managed to keep what she was from the previous park ranger for the four years she'd lived under the protection of this pack. She'd blown their cover in just months now. Who knew what the hell her Alpha would make of a two-legged knowing he'd caught a Lycan? Jordan didn't tend to take a light stance on things like that. Damn. Just damn.
Maybe if she left town, this park ranger would think she was a mutant of some kind.
But hell, she liked it here. Jordan was pissy sometimes, but there wasn't the constant battle within the pack as Lycans jockeyed for position.
This was her mistake, though, and if she had to leave, she had to leave. Running off was something she did well anyway.
She snatched the warm flannel shirt from his hand, irritation making her feel stabby. Before putting it on, she held it to her nose and inhaled, wishing she had any of her heightened senses. It probably smelled amazing. Warm cotton. Warm man.
"I swear it's clean."
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If you enjoy well-paced, funny, action packed, suspenseful paranormal romances filled with sexy alpha males and quirky and strong women, Taming the Pack box set is a must. While each story is about a different couple and can be read as a standalone (I did read This Weakness for you first some time ago) after reading them in order this time, I can tell you that there’s a background story line that will be better enjoyed if read as suggested. These three great stories by Wendy Sparrow all share the same traits: an uber-alpha male, a crazy kick-butt heroine with a side of sass and a scent match that is the last thing the Lycan in question needs at the time but turns out to be the best thing that ever happened to them. Past My Defenses The first story is one I don’t usually go for as far as werewolf romances go and it’s a she-wolf mating with a human. I sometimes feel that the male not being physically stronger than the girl kinda sucks, but in Past My Defenses this works really, really well. Dane is a park ranger who just happens to find a wolf in his back yard. You can imagine his surprise when there’s a hot naked chick inside the kennel instead of a wolf the next morning. Something in her calls to him, and he is soon planning how to keep her close to him. Vanessa doesn’t need to be scent-matched to a skinny (what lycans call humans), it’s enough that she is allergic to everything, she doesn’t need the complication of a human mate. But a scent match is undeniable and no matter how hard she fights it she just can’t stay away from Dane. Vanessa was insane, hilarious and feisty. Her allergies were just the cherry on top of all her craziness. Dane reminded me of Shay’s former SEAL father from Carnal Secrets. In other words: he rocks. He was a bossy, possessive alpha, protective of his woman and a match to any alpha wolf out there. Outside forces keep them on their toes as a threat to the pack looms over them. Action, crazy shenanigans and the best banter make this a fantastic read. Rating: 4 Stars This Weakness for You I’ve previously read this one as a standalone, and while I loved it at the time, there were a lot more details I was able to enjoy this time around. The animosity between Jordan (this book’s H) and Dane makes a lot more sense now, as does Jordan’s reluctance to accept a scent match to his baby sister Christa. But a scent match is not to be denied and soon he is a totally obsessed alpha devoted to making his mate happy. Jordan is the epitome of the alpha wolf, sexy, moody, and all yummy bossiness. His devotion to keeping his pack safe and his clear affection to his tiny mate were adorable. Christa was a fantastic leading lady. A force to be reckoned with in spite of her suffering from MS and being pint-sized, she takes the big bad wolf down. She was caring, sweet and incredibly bada**, I loved her. The action and suspense that’s directly related to the events of the previous book escalates to an all new high making this another page turner I loved. Rating: 4.5 Stars Crazy Over You By this point in the series, I was hoping that Travis would be next. And who better to drive this high-IQ control freak out of his mind than a crazy chick with violent tendencies and an affinity to breaking the law? Of the three this seemed to be the most mismatched pairing, and their respective backgrounds and personalities couldn’t be more opposite. Though in this case, opposites do attract…like crazy. Full review on edgyreviews.com
Rating: 4.5 Stars If you’re looking for a book set where you get your money’s worth, you can’t go wrong here. It has a mix of everything. You will get hooked on the mystery and suspense that the author weaves amongst scenes that will have you laughing out loud (that part is hard when you are eating lunch with co-workers). This author does a great job of creating tension between her main characters. This series starts off with a great book titled Past My Defenses. Dane Hansen is getting frustrated with a recent turn of events. Vanessa was caught nekkid. Didn’t take me long before this author had me laughing out loud - at times it was hard not to let out a belly laugh. One thing I found very interesting was how accepting Dane was by his discovery since most of us would probably be freaking out. It came with the perfect ending. What a great way to start this trilogy. By having these books in a set it makes it very easy to decide where you are going to stop before you pick the book up again. If you’ve ever watched the old comedy movies, you’ll understand what a running gag is. In this case it’s a character and his name is Lucifer – you’ll see why he’s earned that name. He’s a good reason to turn the page just to see where he’ll turn up. If you’ve never read this author before, here are three good reasons to. Ms. Sparrow’s sense of humor helped me through what would have otherwise been a tough day and I have to thank her for lifting my spirits. It’s a series that I will happily read again and look forward to reading more of her work. I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
I really enjoyed all three stories in this book. With great characters, witty banter, and an interesting plot that was carried throughout the books, Taming the Pack had just about everything I like in a paranormal romance. I had previously read the first book, Past My Defenses, when it was originally released. Vanessa and Dane were great. She’s a wolf that has allergies, he’s a human forest ranger, and together these two were lots of fun! Vanessa runs when things get difficult, but she’s in heat so it’s a bit hard for her to run away from the man she has scent-matched to, even if he is a human! Dane is just trying to figure out how the wolf he had in his cage could possibly be this woman who just ran off on him. These two didn’t have the easiest time getting together, but it was a whole lot of fun watching them get there. In This Weakness for You, we get to see Jordan fighting his scent-match to Christa – not only has he been there, done that and it didn’t work out so well with having a mate, it turns out Christa is Dane’s sister…and after all the grief Jordan gave Dane about Vanessa he knows Dane will kill him if he even thinks about going near his sister! Christa has to be one of my most favorite characters in a long time. She’s feisty, confident, and really lives for each day and moment – all this in spite of life’s set backs, including the fact that she has MS. She doesn’t let Jordan get away with anything – from pushing her away to being over-protective, she always called him on his actions. And in Crazy Over You we finally get to see Sheriff Travis Flynn meet his match, uh, scent-match – even if she seems to walk a bit on the other side of the law! LeAnn just wants to find her brother and falling for the sexy sheriff is not part of the plan. Travis has seen his two friends find their mates and wants what they have…and if that means pulling out all the stops to keep LeAnn with him and maybe breaking a law or two along the way, well, a man’s got to do what a man’s got to do. And did I happen to mention Lucifer? The devil-cat that belongs to Christa? Loved how Lucifer was woven into these stories – from Vanessa’s allergies to Jordan’s heart to heart “talks” with the cat – Lucifer was one awesome kitty…even if he could truly resemble his namesake at times! Although there wasn’t a lot of steam in any of these books, there was some great tension between the characters as they either fought their attraction or continued to be in denial about their scent-match. There was a lot of cute play between the characters – like the sheriff stripping to get LeAnns attention and Christa wanting to experience some dirty talk – so I was more than satisfied with a bit of sizzle, especially that there was also a good dose of humor that always seemed to accompany it! The over-arching story line that was carried between these three books was great – and even though all the books do wrap us nicely on their own and can be read as stand-alones, there is a nice tie-in between all the books. I really enjoyed the world and characters that have been created, and the human/lycan connection was a nice twist to the traditional werewolf lore. There were a lot of great characters in all the books and I would love to see more books written in this world! This is definitely a series to check out!
Rating 4.5/5 This boxed set contains three previously published lycan romances: Past My Defences, This Weakness for You and Crazy Over You. I’d actually read and reviewed two out of the three already but I still enjoyed re-reading them ☺ Each story involves a wolf shifter meeting their mate - and encountering disbelief. dangers, peril, angst and turmoil before they stand any opportunity of gaining their ‘happy ever after’ together. Each story is well paced with great characters and plenty of twists and turns to keep the reader enthralled. In the first story, Past My Defences, Vanessa is the heroine is a super heroine werewolf but is severely allergic to cats and marshmallows - along with a whole list of other foods! When she meets Dane Hansen, the park ranger who finds her debilitated in wolf form and takes her home to try to save her - then is amazed to discover a naked woman in the cage instead of the silver wolf. However, he’s also the person looking after the cat that brought her down, they scent match but there’s lots to happen before they actually get togehter! Jordan is Vanessa’s pack alpha and the hero of the second story, This Weakness for You. In this story the heroine is Dane’s little sister and the ‘owner’ of the cat that triggered Vanessa’s reaction. When you also know that Jordan has tried to kill Dane, you know things won’t go smoothly for them! There’s some dramatic action and it just shows that sometimes it takes a woman to see the bigger picture and solution - but I’ll let you read it to find out what I mean! In the third story in the trilogy, Crazy Over You, continues the story running throughout the trilogy but this time the it starts with the heroine, LeeAnn, waking the local sheriff, Travis Flynn, whilst sat on him holding a knife to his throat! From such inauspicious beginnings things just get worse as she won’t believe the brother for whom she is searching, could possibly be a murderer and nor does she believe she’s a lycan - though all the other lycans can sense that she is. The stories link well together with a common plot thread running between them. Many characters appear in all three stories and all have tense moments and others that will have you laughing out loud. Wendy Sparrow is a highly talented writer, bringing her paranormal world to life within the pages of her stories, complete with easy to relate to characters, mystery, danger, romance and a brilliant dash of humour. This is a great collection and thoroughly enjoyable read! Many thanks to the publishers for gifting me a copy of this novel, via NetGalley, with no obligation. This is my honest review.
'Taming the Pack Boxed Set' by Wendy Sparrow is the box set of the series "Taming the Pack". These are three completely different stories with HEA. There are pretty much the same people in each book with a few new comers. This box set with three books that totals to about 840 pages. Here are the titles that are included: 1. Past My Defenses: Which is the Vanessa and Dane. Vanessa is a wolf with a lot of allergies. One night when she is on watch her allergies act up so bad that she gets caught in Wolf form by Dane who is the Park Ranger. Dane is not a wolf but a human but they are quickly attracted to one another the next morning when Vanessa turns back into her women form. 2. This Weakness for You: Is the story of Jordan and Christa. We met them in the first book...Jordan is the Pack Alpha who had a run of bad luck with some crazy women. Christa is Dane sister and she has some health issues. When Jordan first meets Christa he smells her before seeing her and backs out of the room real fast. He has sworn of women and so he tries to avoid the call that he is feeling. 3. Crazy Over You: Is the story of Travis and LeAnn. Travis is the Local Sheriff that appears in both previous books. Travis is wanting what his friends have a scented mate. So when he wakes up to LeAnn its not just the shock of her being their is the call to her. These books were just great!! I loved how funny the characters were! I loved Lucifer the cat kept showing up in each book. The wasn't the hottest sex scene but it made up for it in the story line and with and with all the funny interactions! Now I will have to find more books by Ms. Sparrow since this was my first! "My honest review is for a special copy I voluntarily read."
Taming the Pack Boxed Set by Wendy Sparrow is the box set for the Taming the Pack Series which includes Books 1-3. This was my first time reading this author and I wasn’t disappointed. This box set included plenty of humor and laugh-out-loud moments while giving us engaging characters and an interesting storyline. Being a shifter set, I found this to be light on the heat and more sweet than anything but this didn’t take away from the stories and still made for a great read. Please note that an ARC was generously provided in exchange for an honest review of which this is both honest and completely voluntary.