Delano Bowden is in a world of shit Fresh out of the wilds of British Columbia after spending years with a feral pack of Alpha's, he's hoping to reintroduce himself to civilized society by finding a small pack and starting out slowly.
Problem? Two seconds into meeting his new pack he is afflicted by the female currently playing Alpha.
Not the slow start he hoped for, he'll have to relinquish her of her lead while not leading her on.
He has no intentions of taking a mate.
Not now, not ever Eleanor Harwood is too old for new Alphas.
The matronly figure has already lost her mate and when the Alpha left, she took the helm, determined to care for her pack and lead them.
Now, some outsider has stepped in, and if wanting to take the lead from her isn't enough, he's declared that she's his.
He's declared that she's his mate but one that he has no intentions of claiming, which is fine with her.
She's too damn busy and anxiety ridden to have time to explain to this new Alpha that she had a mate.
No, she'll relinquish control of the pack, but that's all this Alpha will ever get from her About the Author My pack territory is in Central Montana, between Stone Crow estates and the North Fortress.
Born and raised in an untamed location that bridges the gap between rolling prairies and majestic mountain peaks, I am born to a family that also bridges the gap between cultures.
My father's people boast a fiercely proud Scottish ancestry while my mother's tribes descend from two savagely beautiful and unique nations that inspire my Skin Walkers series.
I'm a huge fan of MMA, boxing, hockey, 30 Seconds to Mars, the Killers, and 21 Pilots (sometimes quiet is violent).
I also love to read because it encourages me to write.
(I hate it when authors add that they love coffee and chocolate.
Really? Who doesn't love coffee and chocolate?) Anyway, I love beer.
kidding.
I don't love beer but we are engaged in a very serious relationship.
(Mom, please don't call me when you read this.