A Werewolf’s Mate

Then Ember caught a scent, it smelled like a pine forest and the ocean breeze in one. She followed the scent and it leads to his room. In the pack, all the leadership lives in the packhouse. She burst into his room and there he was sleeping peacefully, not for long. Her wolf yelped, “MINE” and she leaped on top of him and felt his warm bare chest against her own. Find out who Ember's mate is and much more in A Werewolf's Mate.