Romance Rules for Werewolves (Charming Cove, #3)

by Linsey Hall

“Grieve tonight, but tomorrow is a new day. Wake up and say, “Screw him.” She smiled. “Or her. Either way, you’re better than them. And life will be better without them.”

Poa gave a wheezy little whistle. I could climb that like a tree.

Maybe Grumpy McHottiePants would share.

We were also some of the few supernaturals who had fated mates, and the fact that my soul came alive whenever she was nearby made me pretty damned certain she was mine.

watched those damned builders flirt with you all afternoon, and I watched you flirt back. Which is your right, of course. But Isobel, I’m not made of steel.” The breath rushed out of me. “You were jealous?” The air around him vibrated. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you, Isobel. You’re perfection. So yes, I was jealous.”

“I know so. You make everything better, and the house knows it.” You make everything better. The words rang in my head. Had he really just said that?

“And, not to freak you out, but you’re my mate.” “Your mate?” “The one fate has decreed is perfect for me, yes. I can feel it. And I agree with fate. You’re perfect.”