Rebel's Claw (Black Hills Wolves #22)
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Roark Archer’s Lamar Canyon Pack in Yellowstone has been decimated by ranchers and hunters. Although the Tao pack in Los Lobos, South Dakota, has offered to assimilate it, he cannot give up his heritage so easily. At least not until he gets revenge against whoever killed his best friend, Jared, three years ago.
Recluse Carrie Myers lives on the Wyoming cattle ranch her late father left her. One fateful night changes her life forever, leaving her questioning her sanity. She knows what she saw…or does she? Regardless, she’ll do anything to protect the awful secret that has haunted her for the past three years.
When fate brings Roark to Carrie’s doorstep, the connection between them is undeniable. Determined to avoid commitment, they agree to give in to their unexplainable attraction for one night. Will hatred consume this hell-raising shifter, or can he learn love and forgiveness in the enemy’s arms?
losing the ranch I worked so hard to build? Finish the job and don?t worry. No one will ever find that thing here. Too stunned to argue, she obeyed. After shutting off her mind, she moved her arms like machine parts, shoveling and shoveling. When the task was finally complete, she patted the top smooth, reminding her of planting the vegetable garden. ?Lord, whatever that thing is, please have mercy on its soul,? she said gazing up at the black sky. She stood, every muscle aching and on fire.
with dirt. It had so much lumber and crap in the back it was inches from dragging the ground. So this is Los Lobos…. So far, it didn?t impress her. ?Momma, what kind of hick town did you send me to?? She cleared her throat, which was still sore from the endless howling between those two rocks. The bright side of the trip was getting away from the sad reminders. Her emotions were still too raw to seek vengeance. The time away from Yellowstone could help her regain her inner strength and
stiffened. ?A family matter.? He clenched his jaw shut so he wouldn?t be tempted to ask more questions. He didn?t usually act nosey, much less waste his time on chitchat. Hopefully, her family business?whatever it was?wouldn?t take long. ?Is there a bathroom here?? ?The outhouse is out back.? He grinned, realizing he hadn?t smiled much lately. ?I?m kidding. The restroom is through there.? She laughed. ?The outhouse would have been fine with me.? He could listen to her talk all day. She had
too many bone-jarring potholes, he stopped at a cute log cabin in the woods. Not far from it stood a rough-looking shed, which was probably her lodging. When they got out of their vehicles, he walked through the front door without inviting her into his house. She followed and looked around inside, curious how the stranger lived. Most everything was made of wood, including the log walls, and the homey atmosphere surprised her. Gingham curtains hung at the windows. The open space included a cozy
against his paws. She would be even prettier if she smiled, though. ?Around the park.? He sure wasn?t ready to say he was from Hellhole, South Dakota, yet. Besides, he?d been sworn to some big vow of secrecy. Whatever. ?Yellowstone is nice.? She dabbed her sexy mouth with a cloth napkin. ?Do you work there?? ?Odd jobs,? he said with a shrug. ?I?m supposed to move some people out of state. The moving truck ended up in the ditch.? Her hunched shoulders lowered a bit. Apparently, she believed