I pretended to talk to the dead to pay my rent. I didn’t expect to accidentally solve a real murder, or to be put under "protective custody" by the three wolves running the Homicide division.
My name is Lola, and I’m a "spiritual consultant." ( I’m really good at reading body language and making lucky guesses). When the police hit a wall on the "Full Moon Killer" case, I offered my services for the reward money. I pointed at a random spot on a map and said, "The spirits say look here."
It was a total guess. Unfortunately, I was right.
Now the killer thinks I’m a real threat, and the police think I’m a material witness. Specifically, the "Wolf Unit"—a special task force of shifters who handle the weird cases. They know I’m a fraud because they can smell the lies on me, but they can't deny my results.
To keep me safe from the killer, they’ve moved me into their safe house. Now I’m stuck trying to catch a serial killer with three men who are determined to interrogate me... thoroughly.
Detective Graves: The Bad Cop. He’s cynical, grumpy, and hates that he’s attracted to a con artist. He loves to use his handcuffs, and not just for arrests. DA The Suit. Slick, legal-minded, and the brains of the operation. He wants to negotiate a plea deal where I plead guilty to stealing their hearts. The Forensics Specialist. The eccentric genius who is fascinated by my "powers" (and my anatomy). He’s the one who realized that my scent is the only thing that calms their wolves down.
We have to catch the killer before he strikes again, prove I’m not an accomplice, and figure out why the "spirits" are suddenly telling me to climb into their bed.
The Medium Rare is a MMMF romance featuring a heroine faking it, three cops who play dirty, and a murder mystery where the suspense isn't the only thing keeping them up at night.