Fated to the Feral Wolf

<p><strong>I never would have seen him coming not in a million years. Feral. Growling. Terrifying. Until my wolf claimed him as hers.</strong><br><br><strong>Shay</strong><br>I'm a lot of things; a loyal best friend music lover introvert. All labels I'd happily claim as mine. Survivor of abuse I'll claim because it's true and I'm a survivor. But fated mate? That one feels like an ill-fitting glove. Especially when said mate has been feral for years and nobody knows what sent him over the edge let alone how to get him back.<br><br>But there's no denying my wolf and she wants him. So what's a girl to do? Bathe the stinky wolf if he's going to sneak into my bed and then play him Mozart until dawn. Obviously. But a fated mate connection is a once in a lifetime bond. And if he can't turn back into a man . . . will I be alone forever even with him at my side?<br><br><strong>Dirge</strong><br>I've been on the run for so many years I don't remember how to be a man not really. But Shay calls to that part of me the part I hid away so long ago. She's everything a man could want. Gorgeous intelligent and funny all wrapped into a stunning shyly sweet package.<br><br>There's nothing under the moon I want more than to hold her in my arms. That's the problem though; if I give into the urge if I change back and take her as</p><p>mine . . . I sign her death warrant. The fates have foretold it and the only way I can save her is to never go back no matter how badly it hurts. To save her I have to stay a wolf.</p>