Reece had his eye on a shapely blonde he hadn’t tasted before when the outside door opened and a scent wafted in that roused his slumbering beast. At six-feet-three, muscled, and with a face more handsome than Brad Pitt’s, according to the ladies, he ultimately decided who would grace his bed. His vantage point allowed him to look over and, in most cases, dismiss the females in attendance- too young, too old, too chunky, way too ugly, married. Not that he really cared, or so he lied to himself, as he sat at the bar with some of his packmates, tossing back whiskey shots. None of the females in attendance grabbed his attention or made his wolf howl. Truth be told, Reece kind of hoped he’d find her too-having a welcoming wife waiting in his bed after a hard day’s work had its appeal-but having spent years watching his buddies fall in love-with sickening puppy-dog eyes and whipped attitudes-he both dreaded and ached for it.īut it looked as if this wouldn’t be the year he found his one. How could he when her eyes lit up at his mention of his destination? She hadn’t lost hope he’d find his mate, even though he’d reached the ripe old age of thirty-five. Not that he’d told his grandmother that tidbit. He craved some hard pounding, nails-raking-down-his-back sex, and only another shape-shifter could handle that need.
And not the vanilla type of fun that could be found with a human female. Reece’s intention was much simpler-sweaty, hardcore sex. All across North America, shape-shifters of all castes were meeting up at designated bars and halls for a night of dancing, drinking, and, for a lucky few, finding their one. His cynical side wanted to snort at the expectancy imbuing the air inside the crowded tavern as folks from all around gathered for the yearly spectacle known as the Were-For-All. The pulsating thought-make that carnal need-had brought him to the town’s bar tonight of all nights.
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