Lady Wolfe
Marianne Morea
Declan haunted my dreams. Stealing through mist and memory to thrust me into impossible want. Impossible because he was part of my uncle’s crew. Impossible because I was the boss’s niece…
I hadn’t been this up close and personal to family business for a long time. My stomach was in knots just standing at the back. I didn’t have a choice. I had been summoned. The dark underbelly that encompassed my family didn’t interest me. Not that I wasn’t schooled for it. My uncle was our chieftain, the boss. We were Clan MacTyr. The oldest and largest of the five supernatural clans controlling New York City.
Right now that simply meant messy. Messy as in as the brink of war. Messy as in you don’t shit where you eat. Just one of the reasons Declan Worth was off limits, despite our history and the fact I wanted to lick the man’s thighs every time I saw him. Then there was the little problem of my uncle. He had his warlords and sentinels, he had his reapers to do most of the dirty work, and his Bone Man to bury the skeletons. What he didn’t have was children. So that left me. Rory Wolfe.
Complicated? Come take a ride on my crazy train and see for yourself.
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