Ryan

I headed straight for my office, my thoughts scattered like the four winds. What was I going to do with that infuriating, fascinating female? Lyra Evergreen had turned my world upside down from the moment her scent lured me into Wolfsong territory all those years ago.

As a pup, berry picking held a special magic. Not for the plump, juicy rewards, though those were sweet. No, it was the thrill of the hunt - the chase through sun-dappled trees, the anticipation of finding the ...