Pick Your Monster
Shifted Dreams Series, Book 1
Who’s the real monster, the werewolf? Or the man Shayna thought she loved?
Humans and werewolves live in a delicate truce.
When Chris finds rogue wolves hunting on his property, he must stop the predators at any cost before they kill someone and bring down a wrath of trigger-happy humans.
His inner wolf cares nothing for these altruistic intentions. The wolf only wants to punish the packless scum who destroyed his family five years ago. But even the wolf stops short when they find the rogues’ beautiful prey.
Shayna wasn’t looking for the perfect man. She was looking for a love and a family. Now she’s the focus of a murder investigation that sparks public outrage.
And at the next full moon, she might turn into a wolf.
Or she’ll face another kind of monster, a murderer who hides in plain sight. But will either fate let her stay at Bullrush Ranch with Chris, the enticing man who seems intent on teaching her the true meaning of passion?
Shayna has been bitten and learns that she might turn into a wolf at the next full moon. Chris has vowed to help her through the first change…
“Are you afraid?” Chris laid a hand on her shoulder.
“Of the change?”
Of the way my hand feels against your skin. Of this tension twining around us like an electrical current. He wanted to know how she felt about all those things.
“Yes. I am afraid.” She turned her eyes up to him. They were green as spring leaves now. “Mostly, it’s the not-knowing that’s hard to take.”
“You know I’ll be with you every step of the way, right?”
“Will it hurt?”
For a long moment, he didn’t answer. His hand trailed up her shoulder to her chin. Like a cat, she leaned into it. He felt himself stiffen at her touch. Her scent washed over him again, and this time the smell of apprehension was mingled with desire. She lifted a hand to his chest as if to push him away, but with no resistance in her touch.
This wasn’t going to end well. His wolf crouched, a predator ready to pounce. Only stubborn will kept Chris from tearing the clothes off this woman and taking her right in the pasture like a couple of animals.
“Tell me the truth,” she persisted. “Will it hurt?”
Chris met her eyes.
“Yes, it’s going to hurt.”