Dangerous (Black Hills Wolves #24)

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 35,911
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Eleven years from the day he left, Xan Davis returns to Los Lobos a changed Wolf. After promising his insane Alpha, Magnum, that no one will ever know who he really is, he is forced to endure unspeakable torture in distant lands. The Black Hills call to his tormented soul, so he goes, hoping the familiar forests will soothe his suffering inner beast.

Liv Dunn, born a coyote but living as human, constantly looks over her shoulder. Less than a year before, a former patient attacked her, leaving her emotionally devastated. Hoping for a fresh start and the chance to find the coyote who’s remained elusive since childhood, she travels to the Black Hills.

Suffering from PTSD and no longer able to shift, Xan loses it in Gee’s Bar, Drew intervenes, forcing him into therapy with a human doctor living near Los Lobos. But just when their professional relationship blooms into more, Xan’s past arrives on his doorstep. This time, his enemy has set their sights on his mate, knowing he will do anything to protect her.

Dangerous (Black Hills Wolves #24)
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Dangerous (Black Hills Wolves #24)

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 35,911
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Xander Davis sat at the corner booth, surveying the crowded restaurant. Twenty more miles and he’d be home. It might as well be two thousand. He hadn’t moved any closer to the pack in the last week, remaining holed up in his room most of the day and all of the night. He’d finally broken down and came out in public to grab something to eat, too hungry to ignore it anymore.
His hands shook as he cupped the warm mug of coffee between his palms. The scent of stale grease hung in the air. Behind him, an infant cried, to the left a woman argued with her husband over the cost of what she wanted to order. The waitress’s shoes squeaked against the linoleum, and a group of women laughed three booths over.

Swallowing the lump lodged in his throat, he hunkered down over his cup. That damned laughter. It taunted, pushed every button he had. In his mind, he ripped the table from them and smashed it through a window. Mouths would drop open. Blessed silence would follow, but only for a small fraction of time. Then chaos would erupt. Been there. Done that. Not worth the bullshit which would follow. He smiled softly. Or would it be?

He lifted his coffee and sipped. The giggling continued. He, he, he. He, he, he. Xan slammed his mug down, sloshing brown liquid all over the paper placemat with ads for tractor parts, repairs, new vehicles, and bridal gowns. Shut up.

He, he, he. He turned to look at them. Young women, sparkling eyes, pretty dimples, perhaps twenty—college girls. Harmless. He curled his lip and growled. They weren’t what they sounded like. He knew they were only young girls, but his mind refused to listen. Xan slid his hands over his ears and closed his eyes, as the laughter became an ominous cackle. Heye, heye, hey, hey. The sounds of Jackals came at him from everywhere. Heye, heye, hey, hee, hee, hee. Just as his muscles tensed and he braced to bolt, a hand dropped onto his shoulder.

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