Bride McTierney has had it with men. They're cheap, self-centered, and never love her for who she is. But though she prides herself on being independent, deep down she still yearns for a knight in shining armor.
She just never expected her knight in shining armor to have a shiny coat of fur...
Deadly and tortured, Vane Kattalakis isn't what he seems. Most women lament that their boyfriends are dogs. In Bride's case, hers is a wolf. A Were-Hunter wolf. Wanted dead by his enemies, Vane isn't looking for a mate. But the Fates have marked Bride as his. Now he has three weeks to either convince Bride that the supernatural is real or he will spend the rest of his life neutered - something no self-respecting wolf can accept...
But how does a wolf convince a human to trust him with her life when his enemies are out to end his? In the world of the Were-Hunters, it really is dog-eat-dog. And only one alpha male can win.
"I think infatuation is like a garden. If tended and cared for, it grows into love. If neglected or abused it dies. The only way to have eternal love is to never let your heart forget what it's like to live without it. (Vane)"
"Life is gamble, It's harsh and painful most of the time, and it's not for the timid. Spoils go to the victor, not to the one who doesn't even show up for the battle. (Acheron)"
"There was nothing humane about humanity. At the end of the day, they were all animals with only survival instincts."
"Vane passed the mashed potatoes across Bride to Fury, who stared at them with a fierce frown.
"What are these?" he asked.
"Potatoes," Vane told him.
"What did they do to them?"
"No one has ever touched me like you do. You’re like a whisper. Gentle, soft. Soothing. In my world, the people only shout and scream. But you… you’re my haven. "
"You keep talking like that, Vane, and I might be forced to keep you."
"You keep looking at me like that, and I just might let you."
"Someone needs to take that stick out of your ass and beat you with it"
"I don't want you skinny, Bride. I like you as you are." His breath tickled her neck as he spoke and sent heat all over her.
"My people have a saying. Meat is for the man, the bone is for the dog."
"Yeah, but you're both."
"And when given a choice between ribs and steak, I go for top choice every time."
|Bride McTierney Kattalakis|
|Hair Color||Very Dark Auburn|
|Weapon of Choice||Fury. His name says it all.|