Roan

The girl from Sullen’s job stared at them through the driver’s side window of Roan’s Jeep. Roan was pissed she interrupted them, and his wolf had some choice words.

But Sullen’s face turning as red as a tomato made it worth it.

Roan loved it. He loved everything about their current situation, in fact. Sullen straddling his lap, the way she greedily kissed him, and the taste of her mouth.

He’d never forget it. If she decided to leave the pack house ...