Doughnut in distress. I repeat, there is a doughnut in distress. Wait . . .



Scratch that. Reverse it. Damsel. There is a damsel in distress. Me.



I had one goal, just one teensy-weensy simple goal—to figure out what happened to my dad. All I had to do was head out to his cabin in the woods, look for clues, and figure out how and why he died then go home to the city where I belong. Except I'm a kindergarten teacher, not a detective.



Of course everything goes wrong, and my first night there I end up with Liam, Christian, Athos, and Nix refusing to leave my side. They think I might be in danger, but they won't tell me why. Their eyes hold the secrets of the wild, and who am I to deny their need to keep me safe? Especially when their touch eases something foreign inside of me.



Then I discover my dad was murdered, but no one can figure out why.



Not to mention those hotties? Yeah, they grow fur and want me to Surrender to them.



Contains mature themes.