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345 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 1, 2019









“I’ll walk to town and bring help,” Park said. “It shouldn’t be farther than ten miles. I might even get a couple bars of service closer than that.”
Cooper blinked rapidly and dropped his hand. “You’ll—While I do what, pray tell? Sit around here awaiting your return and composing a ballad on your bravery?”
“I mean, whatever strums your mandolin.” Park waggled his eyebrows.
“Don’t back down,” Park had told him once. After nothing but sex, food and sleep, it was of those rare times Park seemed genuinely relaxed to be talking about wolf things. Eager, even. “If you feel them trying to dominate or intimidate you, the best reaction is no reaction. Let’s practice.”
He’d crawled over Cooper’s splayed body, chest out, chin up, suddenly seeming twice his normal size. “Roar,” he’d said, entirely seriously.
Cooper couldn’t help it. He’d just surged up and kissed him.
“That is not how I want you disarming threatening wolves,” Park had said sternly.
“Oh, well, guess I need more practice then.”

“Boogie maneuvered herself over so that her spine lined up between Helena’s legs and her fat white belly was decadently on display. Absolute Jezebel.”

“She squinted at him now through the bars before looking away, as if the very sight of him disgusted her. In other words, the traveling hadn’t seemed to affect her usual personality.”









"You've seen the worst of me. You are the best of me. I won't ever risk losing that again."
One person can't love you enough to make up for all the people who don't, but Cooper wasn't trying for all the people. Just the one. Just for right now.








“What am I supposed to be doing on this hike? Trying to start a…a…”The intimacy is just as good as in the other books, but it felt like the only time they’re 100% vulnerable is when they are naked and that’s a little sad. Luckily, things come around at the end of this book.
“Investigation?” Park suggested.
“Threesome?” Cooper finished.
Park choked. “Okay. We’re obviously not a couple that should be trying to finish each other’s sentences.”
"You are my partner. My love. My family."
Pack wars, lone wolves with mysterious grudges and hostile takeovers... oh my.
And Park had the audacity to tease him for comparing it to the movies. He'd arrived in Guess Who's Coming to Dinner and woken up from an unexpected intermission in The Godfather.
“Is this why you want to go traipsing around the forest at the crack of dawn? You want to quiz Eli? Watch us interact?”
Cooper shook his head. “Why would I want that? What am I supposed to be doing on this hike? Trying to start a...a...”
“Investigation?” Park suggested.
“Threesome?” Cooper finished.
Park choked. “Okay. We’re obviously not a couple that should be trying to finish each other’s sentences.”
“I don’t know anything! Because you never bothered to tell me anything.”
He pulled Cooper back into a hug and began to insistently rub his face all over Cooper’s head. “[…] what the hell are you doing?” Cooper muttered.
“I hate that his scent is all over you.” […] “I want you to smell like us again.”
“Most wolves’ fur is the same color as their hair, right?” Cooper said finally.
Park’s eyebrows shot up. “Yeah?”
“So how come yours had so much white in it?” Park’s thumb abruptly stopped moving and he looked curiously embarrassed.
“Oliver?”
“It’s not a big deal.” He cleared his throat. “I just, uh, started noticing some gray a couple of years ago.” Park glanced at Cooper, who was just staring at him blankly, then looked away, face starting to flush. “Just a few hairs here and there. Then some more. I’ve been plucking them, but obviously the fur is different.”
After a long, quiet moment, Cooper rolled away so that his back was flat on the bed and they were no longer touching. “Will the lies never end?”
❝ 𝑯𝒆 (𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌) 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒖𝒃 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌’𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌.
“𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈?” 𝑪𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅.
“𝑰𝒕’𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰’𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕,” 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒘. “𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖.” 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑪𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔. “𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.” ❞



"It has not been easy for me, but I gave you all my soft spots and you gave me the same perfect, phony fucking mask you give everyone else."
"I just didn't want you to get hurt."
"Then stop hurting me!" Cooper yelled.


“Maybe that’s the problem. Honestly, I haven’t understood seventy percent of the things that have happened since I got here. I’m so far out of my depth, I don’t know what’s right anymore.”
