Wolf Whisperer

Tyler is on his way to Sweetwater. It’ the night of the Christmas Festival. More importantly, it’s his turn to find a mate. First, he’s got to lose his babysitters. The last thing he needs is his two pack mates staring over his shoulder while he tries to win the female of his dreams. That is if he’s lucky enough to find her. So focused on escape, he doesn’t see the vehicle approaching until it’s too late. As he lies on the side of the road, broken and bleeding, he can’t help but think that it’s such bad luck. Can’t help but to feel seriously sorry for himself. That is until he catches a noseful of her scent and feels her soft little hands on him, then he thinks that maybe it’s fate…