The s*x was what Ryan needed. What they both did.

There had been a time that Ryan had had a very frivolous attitude towards s*x.

Ryan, along with every other wolf in the Cashel pack, had expected to find his mate when he turned twenty-one and reached full maturity along with his wolf.

Every werewolf, male, female, and those of every other gender, had traveled to his twenty-first birthday celebration to see if they might be his mate.

It was safe to say that every ...