Wild

Pack Rule #2: Always protect your mate

I protected my country. Protected my platoon. Now all I wanted to protect was her. Too bad that wasn’t an option.

I couldn’t fall for the beautiful slip of a female. The baby sister of my brother’s new mate. She was way too young. Way too human. Still in college. And too bright a force of nature. She had her whole life ahead of her. And I had the Green Berets begging me to reenlist.

My wolf … he wanted her. But if I let her go without claiming her, I might not survive the moon madness.