Going from rejected mate to top pack female…
Has never been more satisfying.
Born human and raised among wolves, Dr. Riley Kagan understands pack life and where she falls in their hierarchy.
She’s good enough to patch up their wounds, keep their secrets, and warm their beds. But she’s not mate material. She’s just a good time only.
The stakes are too high. Nic—ex-boyfriend and future leader—is back. And with a rival shifter war looming, he’s ready to pick a breeding partner and take over the pack…without her.
Nope. Not happening. Nic belongs to her.
And she'll break every last rule, including Mother Nature's, to claim her spot at Nic's side. Forever.
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- ISBN e-book = 978-1-953075-23-9
- ASIN e-book = B09ZRXCZJ4
- Series = Royals and Alphas
- # in Series = 5
- Publisher = Cherokee House Publishing
- Author = Dana Archer
- Genre = Paranormal Suspense Romance (Fiction)
- Closed-door version of Rejected Mate by Nancy Corrigan
Enjoyable read for the genre.
"You're bleeding." She brushed back his fur and gently touched the skin around a long gash. "This wasn't from a fight, was it?"
He shook his head, the only answer he could give in his limited form.
She stared into his eyes. Not a hint of fear showed in her expression. She treated his dad and the other dominants with the respect owed them by avoiding eye contact. Never with Nic, at least not in private, but the rules were different around the other wolves. Riley had always understood the need for hierarchy among the members. In the pack's eyes, she was as low as one could be. In his, she was his equal.
"Shift and tell me why you decided to drag your sorry ass to my house. None of these cuts need my attention."
Not happening. Through his wolf's eyes, he felt nothing physical toward her. Only his memories reminded him of what it was like to love her. If he shifted? One whiff of her sweet fragrance, and he'd want to devour her.
On a huff, she pushed to her feet. She planted her hands on her flaring hips. "Fine, be stubborn. I'm in no mood. Go home and lick your own wounds."