Bro and the Beast 2 (The Wolf's Mate, #2)

by L.C. Davis

Raul smiles, and I loathe the butterflies it stirs up in my stomach even more than I loathe him. Time to chug an entire can of Raid.

I'm actually fucking worried about this cornfed ab monster who turns into a literal monster on a full moon.

The members of Raul's pack don't seem that bad, even if they have bitched a little about me being human, but I guess I can understand that, too. Pretty sure I'd be awkward about a rotisserie chicken running around my apartment.