Pack Darling: Part Two (Pack Darling, #2)

by Lola Rock

I just want to stop feeling like I’m under attack.

“You can’t even take care of yourselves!” It’s official. Love her. Want her forever.

Because if I have to choose between the pack or her… I choose Lilah. Every time.

Old Lilah would hide. New Lilah goes to the party. But Lilah past, present, and forever always packs her knives.

Watching me the same way I watch lava cakes, Finn offers me a shard of green pottery. “Killed it for you.” “What…” I suck in a breath because holy shit. The toe-breaking toad is dead. The perfect gift.

“What I should’ve done a long time ago.” Hunter pushes out a breath that flips the whole fucking table. “I’m challenging you for pack leader.”

“You’re a kickass team leader, and there’s no one I trust more to have my back on a mission. But when it comes to the pack, you have the emotional intelligence of a fucking gummy bear.”

Fucker probably has snake scales. I’ll pop them off one-by-one and use ‘em to make Lilah a little clutch. She needs somewhere to keep my leash.

Things that keep Finnegan Wyvern from cliff-diving into the abyss: Lilah Saunas Mating Lilah Shopping for Lilah Saunas with Lilah? Bar fights

“All you have to do is follow your dreams. It’s our job to convince you we’re part of them.”

“I won’t ask you to trust me,” Atlas says. “I want you to watch me. Watch how I change for you. Watch me just as hard as I’m watching you.”