Wild

Pack Rule #2: Always protect your mate

I protected my country. Protected my platoon.

Now all I wanted to protect was her.

Too bad that wasn’t an option.

I couldn’t fall for the beautiful slip of a female. 

The baby sister of my brother’s new mate.

She was way too young. Way too human. 

Still in college. And too bright a force of nature.

She had her whole life ahead of her.

And I had the Green Berets begging me to reenlist.

My wolf… he wanted her. 

But if I let her go without claiming her,

I might not survive the moon madness.