The wait is over.
Questions will be answered.
And one last storm will threaten Deveraux Pack.
Kendall Carver knows one thing for sure – security doesn’t last. Injured and on the run, a sinfully handsome stranger saves her life.
Cajun werewolf Burke Devereux learned his lesson 200 years ago. No humans, ever. No looking, no touching, no kissing and certainly no making love. Eager to escape his Pack’s matchmaking attempts he heads for his cabin. But nothing could have prepared him for the raging blizzard or the beautiful woman begging for his help.
Burke’s always prided himself on his self control but as things get cozy, desire sparks and old secrets are brought to light. He must decide how far he will go to protect her.
Her eyelashes fluttered for a moment and he held his breath, scrutinizing every tiny movement. Then those aqua eyes pegged him again and his breath came whooshing out. She looked totally out of it. Tired, sleepy, traumatized. But she didn’t panic in his arms. Perhaps she didn’t—
“Are you an angel?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Her question startled a laugh from him. Damn, it felt good to laugh. For a man who prided himself on his easy going nature, he’d been far too tense these last few months.
“I’ve been called many things, but never an angel.” I was the guy cursing at you as you almost ran me off the road. I’m the idiot who can’t stop wondering who you are and what you’re run-ning away from. And I’m the man who can’t stop looking at your lips, wondering what they’ll taste like.
A hint of a smile curved her lips and she laid a hand over his heart. “A fallen angel?”