Sweet Dirty Wolf

Dirty


About a year ago, when my pack plowed through the local biker gang like a buzz saw, I lost a few brain cells in a massive hemorrhage. Now I've got CRS--can't remember squat. Natie? I never forget her name. When I finally get her alone in the bathroom, one lick makes my blood run cold. She's not just mine as in for now, she's mine as in mate.


This is more than a case of potential morning-after awkward. If can't remember who she is before I can imprint on her, it'll not only break her heart, it could break me.


*Wolf shifter MC steamy romance novella that won't leave your hanging in the end.