![]() Scanning her surroundings warily, her eyes widened in response to not only the luxury around her, but also the realisation that she was inside what looked to be a freaking cave. And these silky sheets beneath her, she suddenly realized, were not her sheets. Or, at least, she would have done if it hadn’t done a disappearing act. Swerving her head – which felt unnaturally heavy – she peered at her alarm clock. Taryn Warner did not smuggle strange guys into the pack house, even if they did smell delicious.įorcing a droopy eye open, she peeked at the space beside her and was able to confirm her suspicion that the mystery male was long gone. ![]() ![]() And three, that male was a wolf shifter, just like her. Two, the alluring scent belonged to a male. One, the smell was actually a person’s scent – a most delicious scent fresh pine, spring rain and cedar wood. Her sleep-fogged brain was able to tell her three things. It wasn’t a bad smell, mused a slowly waking Taryn whose eyelids were too heavy to lift. ![]()
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