The Werewolf Ranger (Moonbound Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
At least he’d managed to sleep at all, with her scent still all over him, but he was pretty decent at falling asleep on cue after ten years as a Ranger. He just wasn’t very good at making his erection go away. Thank the gods for blankets. He turned in his seat and looked around the cabin. Most of the group was asleep. At least they’d listened. That was one good sign. They were probably all exhausted, after nearly twenty-four solid hours of posturing and bickering and Mary Foster talking incoherently about her captivity. Plus, eyewitness testimony was notoriously unreliable. Rain still wasn’t sure the information they’d managed to get out of her during her hypnotism session would prove to be anything like helpful. He pulled out his phone. They should be landing soon. “You know, there’s wi-fi on the plane,” a female voice broke into his internal moment. Directly behind him was the Colorado wolf, holding up her laptop.
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