Lily: Two words. Biker dirtbag. Or how about: not interested? Well…maybe a little. Okay, a lot. But a rookie cop and an outlaw biker Prez? We all know what that is. Way more trouble than it’s worth. Only there’s more to the Prez than meets the eye. And let me tell you, what meets the eye is plenty fine. Even when the fangs and claws come out. Or especially when they come out. Maybe there’s more to me as well. Something I’ve kept hidden. Locked away. A secret desire. A hunger. Maybe the predator, Prez understands what I need.
Aaron: The cop girl doesn’t have a clue. Zero. She’s living blind. A weak, worthless Skin. A human. But her scent? An alpine meadow at sunrise? Calling my animal. Making him pace and snarl. He’s stalking her now. Hunting her down. Trouble is, he senses a threat lurking in the night forest. Something’s stalking him. This is the end of an age. The natural order upturned. Mother Nature’s ruthless. Hard. Cruel. Species rise and fall. And my wolf? He’s howling. Summoning his pack. The cop girl has to die.Read previous articleRead next article