Fallon:

I messed up.

Actually, my wolf messed up.

I only came to this show to help my brother get revenge; not have my wolf literally latch onto a big, silent Alpha sitting alone in the woods and claim him.

It turns out the Alpha wasn’t all that quiet.

Now I can’t get his voice out of my head or the taste of him off my lips. He’s everywhere. And he’s not going away.

I’m not sure I want him to leave.

Fate is cruel. John is perfect–for someone other than me.

I just need to convince him of that.

John:

When the feisty she-wolf came stalking through the forest, it was a fight to keep my beast restrained. Most shifters feared me and kept a healthy distance.

Not Fallon.

She pranced right up to my wolf and staked her claim, sending me on a tailspin of a chase as I triedto return the mark. But if my mate wants the hunt, so be it.

I’ve lived long enough to know that when good things come, you hold tight.

Fallon is mine and I’m never letting her go.