Janine
Conan Wolf is a huge guy with boulder-like muscles and a scarred face, who just proclaimed himself my bodyguard. He looks more like a warlord, but I guess that’s part of the package, right?
I’m one of the Fated Females of Darkwood Falls, which makes me a target for the bad guys, so I’m not exactly surprised the werewolves ruling this town want to keep an eye on me. But when I get an invitation to Europe from a Venice werewolf Lord, I have to wonder�why does he want to meet me of all people, and why do I get his letter on the very day Conan became my bodyguard?
One thing is clear, I can’t travel to Europe without my protector. But by the time we land on the other side of the world I’m already crushing hard on him. I’m hoping for a one-night stand, at least, but Conan is a battle-hardened bastard with a cold heart, and maybe I should just accept that. But, if he doesn’t want me, why does he stare at me the way he does?
Conan
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A rich needy bachelorette. That’s what I thought Janine Kovesi was until the pack made it my job to protect her. �Nothing special at first. I’m centuries old, and I’ve met so many women nothing can impress me anymore. But, against all odds, Janine is different. The more I stare at her, the less I can look away. The mystery of those cobalt blue eyes pulls me in.
Damn it, I can’t let this happen, I can’t imprint on her. I would need her like air then, I’d crave her like a madman, I’d become weak. And I’m responsible for the defense of the entire pack, I can’t afford to be weak. I need to stay focused, hard, cold.
But then the tables turn, and I have to make a choice. Either I imprint on her, or another man does�a man with an agenda to misuse her hidden superpower, and force my own dark secret up to light. A secret that’s bound to destroy someone once it claws its way back up from where I buried it�me or Janine.