Desert Moon (The Wolves Of Twin Moon Ranch Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
He’d only barely broken away and his wolf was still scratching madly to escape. Take her, it growled. You know you want her. He did. Badly. And she felt the same way. One touch and she’d be his. He could feel it. Take her now! He wanted—needed—her like a drunk needed a drink. She could set him free. Maybe set them both free. Take her! Jesus, his hands were shaking. Not from proximity to danger or a foe, but from her. Only one other woman had ever had this effect on him. The phantom. It happened years ago, after he’d been away from the ranch on business. The minute he got back, it hit like a heat wave in the height of summer. A scent. A female scent carried on the wind touched him—no, kneed him right in the gut—then vanished. Overcome by the need to claim, he’d roamed all over the desert. He spent weeks searching, every keen wolf sense tuned in to tracking the source. But she was gone—or she never existed, except as a hint on the wind that teased him to ruin. He’d never love, never want anyone again.
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