While tracking a wolf from Georgia to South Dakota, wildlife biologist, Isabelle Acker, meets sexy park ranger, Wyatt Powell. His Wolf sits up and takes notice of her, but when he learns why she came to the park, he becomes wary of her intentions. After all, as far as the general population knows, there are no wolves in the Black Hills.
Ordered by his Alpha to keep an eye on the smoking-hot biologist, Wyatt finds it difficult to keep his hands to himself. He wants to possess her, to share everything about his life, but that might endanger the Tao Pack. But the attraction proves too great and, unable to deny his Wolf, he takes her with a passion he didn’t know he possessed.
However, their sexual bliss is short-lived, and on the night of the full moon, more than one secret is revealed. When all is said and done, they must each decide—is what they have between them true love or just hot sex?
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“Is that why you’re here? To study the environment? I thought you were some big wolf specialist?”
“Wolves are my specialty. They are interesting because I believe their behaviors, or more to the point, changes in their behavior patterns can be an indicator of changes in the environment.”
“What do you mean?”
“They act as an early warning system if you know what to look for.”
“So, what are you doing in the Black Hills? There aren’t any wolves here,” he challenged.
“I think there are,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone.
He raised his brow to mock her words, but inside, an alarm went off. “I’ve worked in the park for over five years. I’ve lived in the area my entire life. There are no wolves here.”
She shrugged her shoulder. “I aim to prove that one way or the other.”
Wyatt gulped the last of his coffee and stood. “Well, I hope you don’t leave too disappointed.”
“We’ll see,” she said with a sly smile.
“Thank you for the coffee.” He set the cup on the table. “I need to return to work.”
“So, was this a social call then?”
“Maybe a little of both.” He pulled a business card out of his wallet and slid it under the mug. “That’s my number. If you run into any problems, give me a call.”
He tugged the brim of his cap. “Be careful out here.”
With one last look, he headed to his truck. He hated the idea of her staying out here alone. She may have years of experience camping and be able to defend herself in many cases, but a lone female in the middle of nowhere was asking for trouble. Anything could happen.
But it wasn’t his place to tell her otherwise.
Right now, his concern for the pack took priority. Her stay in the park could endanger the secrecy and privacy they’d worked so hard to cultivate.
Drew, their Alpha, would never allow that.
What would Drew do to her if he decided she was a threat? After some of the vicious things his dad had done, pack leadership still made him leery. But it would be worse if Wyatt didn’t report what he knew and things spiraled out of control. Many lives—many families—could be affected, and that he couldn’t live with.
As soon as he got in and buckled his seatbelt, he pulled out his phone. His call connected. “It’s Wyatt. We may have a problem.”