Command of the Wolf
Jeremy said, “you’re not just any Grey Wolf. You’re one of the Grey Wolves. Maverick and Layla, they’re your cousins.”
Isabella stared down at the photo, her heart overflowing with joy. He’d given her everything she’d ever wanted, not just him and his love but a pack, a family to call her own.
He wrapped his arms around her, but this time she initiated the kiss, and what started as slow and soothing quickly gathered fevered heat. When they both finally came up for air, Isabella’s tears had dried and she was smiling like a fool.
“You know I’ve always had a thing for cowboys,” she said, gesturing to the room. “Some might even say I enjoy seeing them naked.” It was far from his level of dirty t
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