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I’m the king of the business world. The Alpha of my pack. No one dares challenge me. Except my new assistant. She questions me to my face and calls me Big Bad Boss behind my back. When I give her an order, she asks me why, with all my billions, I can’t afford some manners. Worse, the little human smells like temptation. She dresses to kill, and I want to sink my teeth into her. One day my control’s going to snap, and a wolf never stops hunting until he’s claimed his prey.

An alpha must protect his pack. Weakness isn’t an option. Neither is the beautiful human who turned my world upside down. But she is my obsession, I won't let her go. I’m feral with the need to possess her. To consume her. Mating a human would destroy everything I've fought for: My business, my pack, my family. But I can't resist this forbidden attraction. And if I don't claim her soon, I'll succumb to moon madness—a fate worse than death.

Cowboy shifters…oh my! At Wolf Ranch, the men are feral for their women.

Cowboy shifters … oh my! At Wolf Ranch, the men are feral for their women.

Cowboy shifters … oh my! At Wolf Ranch, the men are feral for their women.

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THE BIG BAD BULLY DOESN’T FALL FOR HIS PREY. Even if she smells like nutmeg, honey, and sin. Even if her chaos and color drips into your black-and-white discipline—and leaves it bleeding. I was raised in a pack that worshipped bloodlines and power. Humans were beneath us—soft, fragile, fleeting things. Fine for entertainment. Never for mating. Especially not for me, heir to one of the most ruthless alphas in the world.

Renee Rose and Vanessa Vale are back with more steamy shifter cowboys! Be sure to listen to the Wolf Ranch series, then swing by Two Marks, Wyoming, because you know it’s going to be hot. Possessive. Wild. Times two. Everything you want in romance … and more.

Welcome to Alpha Mountain, where strong, alpha men will move mountains to protect and claim their women.

I’m a lone wolf, and I like it that way. Banished from my birth pack after a bloodbath, I never wanted a mate. Then I meet Kylie. My temptation. We’re trapped in an elevator together, and her panic almost makes her pass out in my arms. She’s strong, but broken. And she’s hiding something.

Règle N°1 de la meute : Ne jamais rien révéler à un humain. J'ai enfreint cette règle le jour où j'ai rencontré la belle doctoresse. Je suis peut-être un champion de rodéo, mais un seul regard sur elle et j'ai perdu ma concentration. Le taureau m'a éjecté et m'a encorné, et maintenant la belle femelle est après moi. Quand j'ai guéri en quelques heures, elle a su que quelque chose clochait. Mon alpha m'a dit de la surveiller. Aucun problème. Je la surveillerai comme il se doit. De très près. Je vais m'accrocher à elle comme de la Superglue. Et ces humains qui veulent sortir avec elle ?

I live alone on the mountain for a reason. I’m dangerous—too strong, too aggressive, too close to feral. But then she shows up—with sweet curves, sultry voice, and a scent that drives my wolf insane. A gorgeous human, pouring drinks at Cody’s Saloon and hiding a shattered past behind her smile. I know the second I scent her—she’s mine. My mate. The one I was made for.

Réunis le temps d’une soirée au Cody’s bar. La jolie infirmière en avait envie, alors je le lui ai donné. Je l’ai fait crier avant de la raccompagner chez elle, repue. Elle a tu les conséquences. Elle a bien gardé son secret. Pendant des mois. Mais ce qu’elle ignore peut tout changer. Le bébé qu’elle porte n’est pas humain. Et un loup ne devrait jamais s’éloigner de son petit. Elle ne veut peut-être pas de moi dans sa vie, mais il est trop tard. Je me montrerai—pour la protéger et m’occuper de ma famille.

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Elle est ma captive. Ma prisonnière. Je la ferai parler. La bratva m’a mis un flingue dans la main quand j’avais treize ans. Elle m’a donné la liberté, un sentiment d’appartenance, et la famille que je n’ai jamais eue. Aucune chance que je laisse ce petit bout de femme attirer des ennuis à mon chef. Même si elle est sublime. Ensorcelante. Et terriblement fragile. Mais faire du mal à une femme m’est impossible. Alors je trouverai d’autres façons de la torturer. Des façons bien plus agréables. Et ma petite prisonnière finira par me révéler tous ses secrets. Elle finira par devenir mienne.

The human thinks I’m stalking her. Maybe I am. But I’m not the only one. There’s something evil in these woods and it preys on single women. I’m not about to let the sexy scientist fall into its lair. Even if that means holding her prisoner in my cabin. Keeping her where I can see her at all times. Bending her to my bear’s will. Just until the storm passes. Until her research is finished. Then I’ll let her go. I swear.

Règle N° 3 de la Meute : l’alpha doit s’accoupler. Plus l’alpha est fort, plus le danger est grand. La folie lunaire risque de m’emporter d’un moment à l’autre, désormais. J’ai cherché aux quatre coins du continent, me suis rendu à des jeux d’accouplement, mais je n’ai toujours pas trouvé la louve qui m’est destinée. Je suis déjà devenu trop sauvage au lit. Je ne suis pas inoffensif pas pour les femmes normales. Et encore moins pour celle qui vient d’emménager dans le ranch voisin. Elle est beaucoup trop tentante. Et je suis beaucoup trop dangereux. Il faut que je garde mes distances.

Sam - I was born in a lab, fostered out to humans, then tortured in a cage. Fate allowed me to escape, and I know why. To balance the scales of justice. Right the misdeeds of the harvesters. Nothing matters but taking down the man who made me what I am: A monster driven by revenge, whatever the cost. Then I meet Layne. She thinks I’m a hero. But she doesn’t understand...if I don’t follow this darkness to its end, it will consume me. Layne - I’ve spent my life in the lab, researching the cure for the disease that killed my mom. No late nights out, no dates.

Pack rule number one: Never reveal to a human. I broke that rule the day I met the beautiful doctor. I might be a rodeo champ, but one look at her, and I lost my concentration. The bull tossed and gored me, and now the sweet female is on to me. When I healed within hours, she knew something wasn’t right. My alpha told me to watch her. Not a problem. I’ll watch her all right. Real close. I’ll stick to her like superglue. And those human men who want to date her? They’d better step back. Because the doctor is all mine. Whether she knows it yet or not.

The stronger the alpha, the greater the danger. Moon madness could claim me any time now. I’ve looked all over the continent, gone to mating games, but I still haven’t found the she-wolf meant to be mine. I’ve already become too feral in bed. I’m not safe - not for random females. Especially not the one who just moved into the ranch next door. She’s way too tempting. And I’m way too dangerous. I have to stay away. I don’t dare get near her. Because I would die before I ever let anything harm the little human. Including me.