Book Description
Werewolves aren't real, and they're certainly not running an architecture firm in N.Y.C. Michelle Nero is a smart, savvy, curvy brunette...and a very loyal friend. So much so that she leaves a club where she's locked eyes with the most handsome man she'd ever seen, to tuck her drunken friend Rose into bed. Forgetting to have the taxi wait for her, she finds herself walking home in the dark streets of Downtown Manhattan. When an unsavory villain throws her into the shadows of an alley, a powerful someone comes to her rescue, but she doesn't know who. She's too busy doing what he told her to do: RUN. When he went to the club, Nathaniel Jacobs was looking for something superficial and very, very temporary. When a pretty brunette's skirt accidentally hikes up and mortified, she flips around and locks eyes with him...something clicks inside his chest, and there's nothing temporary about it. Needing to have her, he stalks her to Rose's place and it's a good thing, too, because there he discovers her being attacked in an alley. Acting fast, he lets his wolf out and lays waste to the bad guy. But he can't tell Michelle it was him who saved her, even when after he secretly returns her dropped belongings to her, she gazes up at him and demands to know why he knows where she lives when they've never said two words to each other. He can't tell her what he is...or can he? And will his three packmates let her be the first human they've ever told?
