Marked By The Werewolf: A Spicy Cozy Monster Romance
Viva Wilder
The noise in Silas Thorne’s head is a scream that never stops.
He is Stage Two Feral, a Search and Rescue specialist whose senses have turned against him. The Agency gives him one last option before the cage: a remote cabin, a broken fence, and a strict warning to keep his claws to himself.
Fern Arable prefers plants to people. Plants are quiet. They don’t stand seven feet tall, shaking with suppressed violence on her front porch. She should be terrified of the monster the Agency sent to patch her perimeter.
Instead, she hands him a towel and tells him to kneel.
Silas expected rejection. He didn't expect a woman who would look his wolf in the eye and hold her ground. He didn't expect to find silence in the curve of her neck. And he certainly didn't expect to fall to his knees the first time she whispered, “Good boy.”
Now, he’s building a nest in her guest room and deciding that if he has to be a monster, he’s going to be her monster.
