Last Chance

"This is the first shifter series I have read and I was hooked from the first book." - Lisa G. ★★★★★

"This was one very hot read!" - Linda A. ★★★★★

"A sexy and wild ride keeps the reader engaged and panting for more!" -Kimberly S. ★★★★★

"It's hot! ...I love how the stories all link together." - Millet H. ★★★★★

"Action packed adventure, awesome characters and steamy romance makes this a great book!" - Laura ★★★★★

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"GREAT BOOK!" - Carol W. ★★★★★

"It was so well written I could picture every scene and could even smell the snow in the air." - Denise Z. ★★★★★

"Nonstop excitement and action." - Sunny L. ★★★★★

Gwen finally understood why deer darted out in front of cars.

Fear.

Being a prey animal sucked. Every noise and shadow spooked her.

She skidded to a stop several feet from the natural staircase. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened.

For one heart-stopping moment, her gaze collided with his. Recognition swept over her, exactly as it had the night he’d licked the wound on her hand. He hadn’t imagined their connection. She was his. His gift from the goddesses. His perfect match. His one true mate.

The one woman he could never satisfy completely.

“How did you find me?” Her rough breaths fogged the air.

“I’ve been searching for you ever since—”

A shot rang out. Chunks of dirt and rocks sprayed over Gwen’s legs.

Gwen stepped into the room, turning off the bathroom light and closing the door behind her. She scanned the space, her gaze skipping over the few pieces of furniture and settling on the platter of crackers and cheese. “Reno finally brought food. Is it safe?”

“Yes.” He’d tasted it while waiting for her.

She nodded and made her way to the table. Without looking at him, she picked up a glass of wine and drained the contents. She reached for the second wineglass.

He grasped her wrist. “Careful. You don’t want to get drunk.”

“Don’t I?”

“No.” He cut a piece of cheese, placed it between two crackers, and brought the bite to her lips. “You need strength, not liquid courage.”

She turned her head, ignoring his offering, and made a similar sandwich. The refusal of his gesture annoyed him until she held the one she’d made to his mouth. “No. I need you.”

Gwen stepped closer to Xander. Happiness brightened her eyes and lightened her voice. “You walked away from all your responsibilities for me?”

Xander brushed his lips over Gwen’s. “Of course. You are my gift from the Winchester pack’s goddess. Nothing is more important than your safety.”

Strong arms wrapped around her. She screamed. A hand clamped over her mouth, muffling the sound. The instinct to escape took hold. She twisted and slammed her elbow into the hard chest of the man holding her. he’d f“Gwen, calm down.”

Xander.

Embarrassment tightened her throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I—”

“Never apologize for something you can’t control,” he repeated his earlier words.

She squeezed her eyes shut. They burned. “You startled me. That’s all.”

“I can see that, but this is what you must prepare for. I can hear your heart pounding. I can smell your fear. And I can see how you’re trembling. That’s what a predator does, my mate. Focuses on the weaknesses of those around him. Outside of the pack, a shifter will ignore such things for the most part as we understand humans can’t control these traits. In a pack, however, we’d exploit it, even if we don’t consciously do so. The pack order is constantly in flux, and my absence has sent the structure of the Winchester pack into chaos. When we return, you will draw everyone’s attention.”

“And they’ll view me as a beta.”