Description
"Were you following me?" "Not everything is about you." Jackson's Hollow is a tiny, middle-of-nowhere town in the middle of the Smoky Mountains, which is what 18-year-old Jo Scott needs right now. Less people, more space, less chances for whatever happened that night in the alley to happen again. All she needs to do is relax. Except from almost the moment she gets there, she's constantly running into Ryker Monroe, and being around him is frustrating, exciting, aggravating, invigorating and anything but relaxing. Not to mention how distracting those overcast, stormy eyes and that lean, muscle-bound body are. Son of the current alpha, 19-year-old Ryker Monroe isn't looking for a mate, especially a human one. Right now, he's just trying to learn how to lead and not get into a territory war with the pack that's been edging into his land. But he can't keep his eye off the new girl in town--besides being his mate, there's just something more to the brown-eyed beauty who keeps him laughing than meets the eye, he's sure of it. Unable to resist the magnetism drawing them to each other, sparks are definitely going to fly... COMPLETED!
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