Moon Touched (Zodiac Wolves, #1)

by Elizabeth Briggs

A single, low howl pierced through everything, the loudest and most haunting one of all. When I look down at the group, Kaden had his head tilted back toward the moon, which danced across his black fur. The rest of the wolves fell silent at his signal.

"Not bad. Though I bet you could howl louder under the right circumstances."

He wasn’t my mate, but something about this felt as if it had been destined.

“We call them hugs, Kaden,” I said. “They’re used to show gratitude among people who aren’t emotionally stunted.”