Despite the Fangs (paperback)

ISBN Digital: 978-1-62830-353-7
ISBN Print: 978-1-62830-352-0
Page Count: 374
Word Count: 93866
Rating: Spicy(PG13)

Workaholic werewolves have such awesome perks. 

Just ask Aribella Lupari, whose hectic schedule tracking missing people in the snowy Adirondacks allows her benefits humans can't appreciate--wolves never return unopened wedding gifts, never gain weight from late night doughnut binges, and never worry over their encroaching Unibrow. For Ari, walking upright is overrated.

Then she tracks a hiker whose delectable scent calls to both halves of her werewolf self. Not only does Mason Gray look as good as he smells, he may be the only man who can love the beauty behind the beast. Ari should know better than to trust a human, especially after Mason blackmails her into tracking his kidnapped son. But her attraction for the mysterious single father has Ari ignoring her animal instincts.

Can the big, bad wolf live happily ever after, DESPITE THE FANGS?

Rating: Spicy
Page Count: 374
Word Count: 93866
978-1-62830-352-0 Paperback
978-1-62830-353-7 Digital


“Aren’t you curious what I’ve decided to do with you?”

Mason turned his bronze gaze on her, and Ari’s pulse doubled even as she scoffed.

“Let’s see...either more target practice with me as your target, or you’ve got some misguided fantasy that if I bite you, you’ll become a werewolf like me—”

She stopped speaking, but it was too late. Her plan to protect Mason from knowing too much was now shot to hell. She might as well parade around shouting, “I’m here. I’m were’. Get used to it!”

Mason grinned. “Two options I hadn’t considered. I don’t need target practice. However, a little biting might be nice.”

His words rolled over her like a pheromone-scented wave. Ari opened her mouth to reply, and produced only an airy squeak. Mason’s eyes were doing that intense, dark glittering thing again—the look made it difficult to concentrate. Or breathe.

With a gasp and a shudder, Ari managed a shaky laugh.

“Watch out. I’m not up to date on my shots.”

Mason’s voice danced along her spine as he leaned in.

“I like to live dangerously.”

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