Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Madi, fresh from Princeton with offers from Harvard and Yale, should be thrilled—but she’s burned out and bitter about privilege. When her brother loses his scholarship, she vows to pay his tuition herself. The only way? A high-paying Wall Street job. With her rebellious best friend cheering her on, Madi sets out to infiltrate the world she despises.
I shrug. “It’s not my problem that you find it distracting.” He’s not amused. In fact, his expression turns murderous. “It is if I catch Aiden Adalwulf leering at you again.” My pulse rate triples. I thought Blackthroat acted ultra-protective of me back there. I love it, but I can’t let him get away with…
The pack tears into the food. Jake and Vance roll kegs of beer from the nearby cellar and tap them. The air grows thick with the scent of hops and the sound of laughter. Not even the smell of blood is enough to drown out the sweet nutmeg and orange scent that haunts me. I…
If I believed that bluster Madison fed me before she waltzed out of here, if I really thought she seduced me to make herself unfireable, I’d crucify her. I stomp on black widows. My mother taught me not to trust a female with an agenda. But I saw the cracks in her facade. I think…
What is going on? Across from the whispering analysts, two stone-faced thugs in suits stand guard. I recognize them from my foray into the Adalwulf building. But if they’re here, that means… Aiden Adalwulf is in the building. And there he is: seated at the foot of the conference table. Directly across from Blackthroat. They’re…
What am I doing? This is a lawsuit waiting to happen. Did I just spank an employee? I force myself to request consent. “You have five seconds to call HR and tell on me.” She doesn’t move. Her lips are swollen from our kiss, her eyes glassy. “Or?” Now she finally sounds breathless. “Or I’ll…
Now she looks up, a challenge in her eyes. “What does that have to do with anything?” “Nothing.” I’m now certain Madison’s lower or middle class status is a sore spot for her. I’m curious whether it has something to do with the human cosmetics heiress, Eleanor Harrington. Because even though Madison didn’t seem to…
I don’t mean to do it. I swear I was trying to push her away-to get more distance between us. But suddenly, I find I’ve pulled her close. Her lips part on a gasp, and I bend her back with a growl. I claim her mouth like a villain. She tastes like honey and spice,…
“THE dress, honey. We’re going to make you look ‘chef’s kiss’.” Damien actually says ‘chef’s kiss’ before he kisses the tips of his fingers. “I can’t wait to get started. Although,” he frowns. “He did have one requirement. No high heels.” I smile at the look on Damien’s face. “He’s joking.” He better be joking.…
“No.” I insulted her. She’s touchy about something. Money? Or me blurring the lines between us? “It was my decision to have you accompany me. It’s only right that I cover the expenses.” “It won’t look right. To Accounting.” “Accounting won’t give a damn.” They’ll never see it because I paid for everything out of…
“It worked out perfectly,” I say. “You knew before he did. You must be clairvoyant?” Ruby looks delighted to have a partner in teasing her brother. “No, just persistent.” Ruby’s husband, Eagleton, saunters up looking gorgeous in a tuxedo. He’s Moon Co.’s corporate counsel and one of Blackthroat’s inner circle. Ruby flicks a speck of…