(Wolf Hollow Shifters, #2)
Publication date: February 13th 2018
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
A FEMALE GUARDING HER HEART . . .
Hot-tempered, agile, and jaded, Jordan spurns the match her father is pushing between her and the swaggering mammoth, Raider. She’d happily let one of her fawning sisters take him, but her packmates are taking bets on who Raider will ultimately claim. Jordan wants nothing to do with the insufferable beast . . . until he saves her life.
A MALE CARRYING THE WEIGHT OF HIS PACK . . .
All brawn and no brains, that’s what most male shifters think when they see Raider. The females treat him as a strong, attractive prize they want to sink their claws into. Only one female avoids him, which is fine with him until they are paired up for patrol. The hot-blooded she-wolf doesn’t have to like him, but she’ll have to find a way to perform her duties.
ENTANGLED IN A WEB OF DECEIT . . . AND DESIRE
When Jordan’s life is threatened, along with several packmates, the mating games take a dangerous turn.
Something sinister is happening in Wolf Hollow and outside forces threaten the impassioned bond forming between two shifters fated to be together.
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At least Raider didn’t strip naked outside the glade to shift. With brisk steps, he led Jordan along the trail headed southwest, setting a pace that didn’t allow for talking. Even with her tremendous stamina and strength, Raider’s legs were longer, his body stronger, and by the time they reached the grassy knoll, Jordan was panting, but at least her sexual frustrations from earlier had been replaced by irritation.
Raider strutted over to a boulder and pulled his shirt off, flinging it over the rock. “We’ll do a thorough patrol of the area first then get some sleep.” When he reached for his jeans, Jordan’s heart jackhammered, reverberating through her body as though it had been attached to a metal disc and struck by the gong’s mallet. The lust came flooding back down her body and throbbed between her legs.
Regaining her breath, Jordan glowered at Raider’s muscled back. “Just so you know, I don’t want to be patrol partners.” What Jordan really wanted Raider to know is that she had no intention of mating or claiming him no matter how much he made her body quiver.
He looked over his shoulder at her. “Tough shit. We’re stuck with each other night and day until the new pairings, so you’ll just have to put aside your grievances and do your duty.”
Jordan hated the way her mouth gaped open. How can I be both cross and hot for him at the same time?
Raider’s sneer turned into an amused grin as he turned to face her, thumb brushing over the button of his jeans.
Jordan’s traitorous eyes zeroed in on his fingers unzipping his pants. Her throat went dry while heat pooled between her legs. Wet and dry. Cold and hot. Jordan placed a hand on her forehead. Maybe she did have a fever.
Pants unfastened, Raider hooked his thumbs through the belt loops and tugged down—slowly.
Jordan clenched her teeth. He was taunting her, toying with her. Somehow, he knew she was attracted to him just like every other she-wolf in the hollow.
Folding her arms, Jordan sniffed dismissively to hide her agitation. “You need help or something?”
Raider’s hands stilled on his jeans. “If you’re offering, I wouldn’t want to disappoint you by turning you down.” Jordan scowled, and Raider chuckled. “But it looks like you’re the one who needs help.” He stared pointedly at her pants then dropped his with one swift tug that made Jordan suck in a breath.
Sweet mother of moonshine.
Nikki Jefford is an adventure seeker, storyteller, and book lover. She is a third-generation Alaskan now living in the Pacific Northwest with her French husband and their Westie, Cosmo. When she’s not reading or writing, she enjoys nature, hiking, and motorcycling.