As the only hole-in-the-wall bar in the shifter town of Los Lobos, the Den was packed to capacity tonight. And not a single person in the overcrowded bar garnered a speck of her interest. That is, no one except the man across the bar standing beside a pool table. She peeked over her shoulder, and...
My. God. Michelle gaped at the attractive, sandy-haired man sprawled in the booth. It was him. The bare-assed man from the forest with Jace. Holy shit, Jace was sleeping with his sister’s boyfriend. Jace wrapped a hand around her elbow. “Everything good, Michelle?” She flapped h...