McQuade Jenner was a lone wolf.
He didn't need some antiquated idea of one mate for life messing up his perfect bachelor lifestyle. On any given night he could find a biker groupiehuman or shifterreckless enough for a one-time fling with a wolf. He could bed a woman when he felt the need and go home to the solitude he enjoyed. And that's exactly what he'd intended to do the night Rose Spencer walked into his lifealone, wet, and trouble just waiting to happen. He'd never intended to get involved with the innocent Roseshe was a life-time commitment and McQuade didn't do commitment. But what was a wolf protector supposed to do when the woman his wolf wanted was threatened by a low-life lion shifter?
Rose Spencer wasn't the bar-scene type. She'd never have stepped foot inside the shifter bar unless she'd been trying to protect her sisteragain. When would she learn that Alice was quite capable of taking care of herselfand that she was the one suddenly in need of protection?
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EXCERPT:
Rose realized she'd made a grave mistake the moment she'd opened the bar's metal door. Inside were roughly fifty men, and a handful of women. And not one of them was Alice. Why did that not surprise her? She'd probably already found a ride home, having hooked up with some other loser. Who else would she find in a biker bar?
Rose knew how to size up people, especially men. As an emergency room nurse, she'd learned that lesson quickly. Some of the men in the bar were humans but most were shifters. They were all big, bad men. And not in a sexy way. Well, maybe one of them was. The one lounging in a chair toward the back was quite possibly the handsomest man she'd ever seena ten in a room full of zeroes. He was smokin' hot. The quick glance she'd had of his chiseled face and muscular arms had almost made her lose her breath. Everything about him was darkfrom his hair and skin to his shirt and jeans. Not to mention the aura surrounding him. He was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome to say nothing of dangerous.
Immediately her mind went there, wondering how all that testosterone would feel unleashed on her. She wasn't very experienced but she wouldn't even mind if he liked it a little rough. The thought of what else he might like sexually had her panties soaked in seconds.
Lord, she wanted a bad boy just once!