The girl turned her head and stared boldly at him, her cool demeanour at odds with the fire in her look. And then her lips parted, as if she needed more air. A punch of lust hit Wolf's groin. The moment hung suspended between them, and then expanded as his feral gaze held hers. Stranger? Not to Alanna. He went by the name of Wolf, and he was a legend in these parts, known from San Francisco to Boston as a relentless tracker of lost persons. His quest to find his mother's killer would lead him to Alanna...and his destiny.
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