My wolf felt undone as I forced myself from Jessica’s mouth and out of the door. The connection since her change was evidently affecting both of us. The feeling of her skin against mine had always felt like pure sin, but now, it was a dangerous line of obsession. My wolf never wanted to leave her. It felt as important as my next breath.

Never in a million years did I think being mated would feel this intense.

When I finally pried myself from the pack house, I found the pack ...