She-Wolf

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(Erotic Paranormal Romance)

Book: Prequel

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Dealing with the Rogue Werewolves terrorizing his Pack? Simple.
Trying to convince his mate he does want to be with her? Bloody impossible.

Owen MacLaren is the Alpha's son and the Pack's second, and he has never been one to let anything get to him. So when a bunch of Rogues begin purposely dumping mutilated bodies around the Pack Keep, he is more than ready to deal with the Werewolves responsible.

But one night off and a trip to a local strip joint for a colleague's stag night changes things, and Owen soon discovers he isn't immune to everything . . . .
 

Being an independent Loup and travelling the world? Easy.
Having to come home and face the Werewolf who broke her young heart? Challenging.

After five years away, Clare Walker finds herself back home in Scotland, working in a strip club. The tips are decent, and she gets to dance, but it isn't a place she thought she would ever be, let alone Owen, her Pack second and the mate she has always desired.

Although Owen is determined to prove he wants to be with Clare, things can't go smoothly between them, not when they have past issues to sort out and a bunch of unusual 'Rogues' to deal with.

This title contains explicit language, violence, and graphic sex.

Length: Novel| Content: Erotic Paranormal Romance| Publisher: Elizabeth Morgan

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My stomach flipped as his energy brushed against me, causing goose bumps to rise on my arms. I contained the shiver that tingled at the bottom of my spine.
“Then what the hell do you care about what I’m doing?” I stepped back as he stalked towards me. “We might be Pack but...butting into each other’s business was never mentioned in the initiation.”
“You’re right. I’m sorry.” He didn’t look sorry. “But seeing you was a shock to the system. Especially seeing you here.”
“Likewise,” I mumbled.
“And watching them put their hands on you. Smelling how they wanted you....” A growl emanated in the back of his throat, possessive and deep.
 My Wolf practically fell down and rolled onto her back. Traitor.
“It’s all part of the job,” I told him.
He took another step closer. All humour had drained from his face.
“What the hell’s wrong with—” The breath caught in my throat as my back hit the wall.
The scent of mowed grass and tangy cologne wrapped around me, flooding my senses. He studied me. His jaw appeared tense, his brow creased, as if he was suddenly lost in thought.
My breath caught in my throat as he leaned in and sniffed the nape of my neck. “I don’t like...the idea of...of other men...touching you.”
The confusion in his voice matched my own. “W...why is that?”
He pressed his forearms flat against the wall, caging me with his body. Electric heat sparked in the space between us. He pulled back. His irises swirled with silver flecks, twisting into a metallic pool. His Wolf stared down at me. “I don’t want anyone touching you, except me.”

- Chapter One, Owen & Clare

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