“A dark-haired man with electric-blue eyes hadn't taken his eyes off Caro since she'd sat down. He watched her like, well, a predatory wolf watched his mate. Caro glanced over her shoulder and when she turned to face Nissa her expression was dark. "Uh oh. "I'm sorry. Is mate the wrong word? I'm still not sure of all the correct --" She shook her head and placed a gentle hand on hers. "I'm sorry, it's not that. No, he's not my mate. He's a very persistent... Never mind. I'm actually unmated.”

“Oh...oh, goddess, it's true about your tongues...”

“Do you two know each other?" Jason asked. She jerked her hand away, thankful Trent let go. "No." "Yes," Trent said at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jason take a few steps back. "Okay then. I'm going to catch up with Sharpe. When you two figure out whether you know each other or not, find me.”

“Trent Takoda stared at the backside of the sexiest woman he'd ever met. A woman he'd spent months trying to find. To discover she was working for his brother was almost too much irony. He didn't know if he should laugh, cry, or get a drink. Maybe he'd do all three later.”

“Shifters didn't share when it came to their mate.”

“No way was she forcing Reece into a mating he didn't want. Wolves mated for life and it wouldn't be fair to either of them. And she wasn't ashamed to admit that she wanted love and a lasting partnership. She refused to settle for less.”

“His hands, which had been on her hips, suddenly grasped the slim strap of her panties and snapped the material apart. "You owe me another pair," she gasped. "Stop wearing them and it won't be a problem.”

“You're very quiet," she murmured. "That's because I'm the big bad wolf," he growled playfully.”

“He might be an alpha wolf but so was she. She didn't take well to orders, even if they were from her mate.”

“This was no figment of his imagination. This was flesh, blood and pure sin in a dress.”

“You want to start over?" he murmured against her ear. His hot breath sent shivers to her toes.”