Kitt Newton accepted the fact he’s the last known dire wolf shifter on the planet centuries ago. He’s okay with that. Work keeps him busy. Can’t think about being alone when he’s busy protecting people—humans—after all. And who really needs to be mated for life? However, when he’s captured by a mysterious hunter, the last person he expects to save him is Amber Calegari, a woman he met at a café a few weeks ago.
Amber has spent her life studying dinosaurs. Specifically canis dirus from the late Pleistocene period. She’d thought she’d gone mad when she found evidence of an ancient human/dire wolf species. And even madder when she followed the trail to LA…and a man called Kitt Newton. Surely the massive hunk of burly hotness couldn’t be some kind of paranormal creature? Right? And if he is, shouldn’t she—as a scientist—reveal his existence to the world?
An apex predator has no right being draw to a weak, fragile human, but is Kitt mistaken about Amber? And if he is, what the hell is he going to do about it, especially when the hunter is closing in again…
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