Range and his small but lethal pack of dire wolves have been the go-to guys for Mae Forester. But Mae didn’t send them this gig. It came out of the blue. Range and his team not in a position to turn down a buck, not these days. The picture of a violet-eyed beauty in the assignment file further complicates matters.
Eira and her sisterhood are descended from a long line of warriors. They spend their immortal days avoiding detection by an age-old enemy, while at the same time honing their skill sets.
Seems she’s run out of luck when fate decides to put her in the crosshairs of that enemy, and at the same time pushes her into the path of a dire wolf shifter that is nothing like the shifters she’s heard of.