Emma...
Starved and beaten by my father, I was sure death was close. Then a rescue was followed quickly by loss. I'm taken away and tossed at the feet of the James Pack. One brother dead. One brother missing. One brother I never knew existed. None of those things dampen the need that fills me when I'm confronted with two males who both have me screaming one word. Mine.
Anthony...
I knew she was mine the moment she appeared. Her scent wrapped around me, calling my wolf. Mate. I'd protect her, avenge her, and never allow her to be hurt again.
Donovan...
She called to the soul of my wolf. Every bruise and mark awoke a primal force within me. I'd prove my worth as a mate by spilling the blood of all who'd harmed her.
