Wyatt's a shifter. A big bad wolf.

I'm a human girl.

I may be back in town to take care of my sick grandmother, but this is no fairytale.

I love him. I've loved him for years, but he's forbidden to me.

I'll never belong to him and if I tried, he'd not only devour me, eventually his one true mate would come along.

A wolf like him.

Even knowing that, I still seek him out—only wanting one small taste to live on before I return back to the city and leave him behind forever.

But something has changed.

Wyatt is refusing to let me walk away again. It can never work. Nowhere in the bedtime stories does the girl get to keep her wolf.

I try to resist, to be logical. Then, he whispers two little words that makes my heart stutter in my chest. Two little words that promises me everything I've ever wanted.

My mate.

Will it be safe to share my basket of goodies when the wolf I love flashes those big teeth at me, promising forever?