A Werewolf To Call Her Own (Mystic Isle, Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Soft lights highlighted a labyrinth of stairs leading up to a perch high in the trees. Sierra waved him up.“I’ve always wanted to try this,” she said when he joined her.He bit back a snarl when a stocky staffer started strapping her into a harness. Whether he wanted to go on this crazy ride or not, he didn’t like the other man’s hands that close to her crotch.Which was silly. Insane even. They’d known each other for two days. There was no reason to be so territorial. But that didn’t stop the wolf inside him from bristling.When he met her gaze, he found her staring right back at him, laugh lines creasing her lovely eyes. And just like that, the predator inside him quieted. His fear of heights abated. Had he been in his wolf form, he would have wagged his tail.Fuck. He’d never wagged his tail for anyone.“Are you coming?” Her voice was quieter, laced with uncertainty. He didn’t like that she was second-guessing herself. Despite her obvious nervousness, she’d taken to the Jet Skis and enjoyed herself.
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