A consummate professional, Lilly Worthington, has been personal assistant to CEO, Monroe StoneCrow for years. In that time, she’s witnessed much that leads her to believe there is something strange about Monroe and his staff. Tight-lipped and unwilling to rock the boat, Lilly performs her duties with skilled efficiency. Nothing could make her falter from her schooled indifference to the odd occurrences that plague StoneCrow…that is until King Mulholland arrives. After years of being surrounded by Monroe’s gorgeous staff, Lilly is disconcerted to find that she cannot shake her attraction to King. Worse, he’s assigned as Monroe’s Chief of Security meaning he’s constantly in her presence. The distraction of King coupled with sudden threats at home has Lilly wondering if the two aren’t somehow connected. Are Monroe and King hiding something? Skin Walker, King Mulholland, is called home to repay a debt to his friend, and Dominant Skin Walker, Monroe StoneCrow. Determined to even the field and then move on, King goes to great lengths to avoid Monroe’s machinations where pairing Walkers is concerned. Only two things stand between King and his freedom: Monroe’s scheming, and Lilly Worthington. Inexplicably drawn to Monroe’s personal assistant, King is certain Monroe is somehow to blame. King struggles to fight his urges where Lilly is concerned; however, when Lilly is attacked all bets are off. Single-minded, feral, possession consumes him and his need to protect Lilly begins to outweigh his desire to play hardball with Monroe. When King is finally stricken with what Monroe calls the affliction, King is more than ready to claim his angel…he is eager!

Cindy Sambrano hates her life. She lives in a crappy little house, drives a crappy little car, and has a crappy younger brother, Cody. After their parents’ death, she feels compelled to take care of him, to try to keep him on the straight and narrow, but—as usual—he’s messed up again. Owing a huge debt some seriously bad dudes, Cindy’s brother needs help getting the cash. His plan? Rob Cindy’s employer, Monroe StoneCrow. Cindy has no intentions of following through. Her true plan is to work triple and quadruple shifts to help earn the money to pay off Cody’s debt. Hell, she’s even willing to go so far as to take up the offered employee housing on the Estate to save on rent and gas. She just needs to string her brother along long enough to keep him from doing something stupid until she can dig them out of debt. Problem? Of course there is. CEO and Dominant Walker, Monroe StoneCrow, receives information from his Sentry, RedKnife KillsPrettyEnemy, that convinces the CEO that Ms. Sambrano has ulterior motives at StoneCrow and could be working with the Walkers’ enemy faction, the Megalya. Too late, RedKnife realizes that he’s put Cindy’s life in jeopardy with his inadvertent misinformation. Knowing the CEO won’t back down, it’s up to RedKnife to steal Cindy from the Dominant Walker and hide her until he can prove two things: One, her innocence to Monroe, and two, he needs to show Cindy that she is his One.

#1 Amazon bestselling author of the Skin Walker series, Susan Bliler, gives readers what they’ve been dying for—In the long-awaited book 3 of the Skin Walkers series, Bishop and Jenny clash head-to-head! What happens when Doctor Jenny Houlton hides her affliction from her Skin Walker mate, Bishop Arkinson? For six agonizing months, Bishop has been suffering. When he discovers Jenny’s deceit and betrayal, he’s too far gone to control his inner beasts. Ravaged by the one man she was meant to call hers, Jenny knows her own treachery is to blame. Now, her mate is spiraling from his attack on her. She’ll have to convince him that her forgiveness isn’t a ploy while owning her part in pushing Bishop past his boundaries. Can Bishop forgive Jenny for turning him into a monster? Can Jenny own up to what she’s done? How do two people at such odds find the love they deserve? (This is book 3 in the Skin Walkers series. Since each book in this series focuses on a different couple, they can be read as stand-alones. Readers may prefer to read them in order for maximum enjoyment.) \\\* Turning, Jenny took two steps down the irrigation ditch, praying her knees didn’t buckle, when every hair on her body suddenly stood on end. It felt like lightning was about to strike. Jerking her head back, she frowned up at the sky. “JENNY!” She startled hard and whipped her head around so fast it made her dizzy. Or was that the malnutrition and exhaustion? She swayed and had to throw out her arms to steady herself. There, standing dead center in the road with hands fisted and broad shoulders squared up was Bishop. Every time she saw him, she thought he looked like a Norse God with his long blond hair gathered at the nape of his neck while his beard and mustache twitched with the angry tick in his strong jaw. Right now he looked even more like a deity with his gray form-fitting thermal shirt plastered to all those muscles that bunched and flexed under his labored breathing. Thick legs were splayed in dark denim over black leather boots while his bright blue eyes narrowed on her. For a second she considered making a run for it, but she had nothing left. Her tank was fucking empty and worse; her beasts were in her head now. They knew what she needed, and they were baying in mutinous demand to take over her form and give her what she so desperately needed. Turning to face him fully, she lifted her dainty chin in clear defiancé, her dove-gray eyes sparking with challenge. Yes, she’d been wrong not to go to him, to tell him of her discovery and to ask his help, but it hadn’t been one hundred percent selfish. She was trying to help all the afflicted women and Skin Walkers, and for that, she would never apologize. Apparently, the show of bravado sapped the last of her strength though because as she glared at her mate, the world rocked and then tilted violently. She hadn’t even realized she was going down until Bishop yelled her name again before rushing her as everything went black.

Worn out and on the run, Aries Bracken’s life has quickly gone from bad to worse. Kidnapped by a team of mercenaries, she tries to convince their domineering commander that he has taken the wrong woman. She’ll play the helpless female until they slip up and when they do, she’ll be gone! Skin Walker Commander Conn Drago’s mission was simple, retrieve the woman and deliver her for payment. However, he quickly discovers that not only is the beautiful and spirited Aries not the intended target; she’s also unaware of the fact that she too is a Skin Walker. When Conn realizes others are hunting Aries as well, he can’t fight his compulsion to protect her. He’ll have to battle both her unknown enemies, his own Skin Walker kind, and Aries’ desire to be free to claim what he has decided belongs to him.

Shy Brookes is in a world of hurt. Attempting to rescue the handsome man she discovered her fellow scientists were hoping to use as a live specimen, Shy finds herself locked up and tortured in a cell of her own. When a team of mercenaries tears through the facility and effectively rescues her, Shy assumes her problems are over. Wrong! The team of Skin Walkers insist that she belongs to the handsome prisoner she’d attempted to free. Claiming she carries the man’s scent, the Walkers are determined to return her to her mate. Leto Reigns doesn’t know who’s to blame for his captivity at the Megalya labs, but he’s certain Shy has played a role. She’s admitted to being an employee of the facility that hunts and experiments on his kind…Skin Walkers. His plan is to snap her pretty little neck the first chance he gets, but first he’s determined to find out why she carries his scent. He’ll have to control his temper and his disconcerting attraction to the auburn haired beauty to get his answers, if she’d stop running from him long enough to allow him to get close.

When Game Warden, Eden StCloud, goes up against CEO, Monroe StoneCrow, she encounters the most intimidating, powerful, and sexy man she’s ever seen. Unaware of the fact that Monroe is the Dominant Skin Walker in North America, it isn’t until Eden becomes enmeshed in his life that she realizes it’s too late to escape. Worse, she’s drawn the children under her care into the lair of the beast and must now succumb to Monroe’s desires or risk losing her children forever. CEO, Monroe StoneCrow, is a man tormented by his obsession with creating a haven for his Skin Walkers. Determined to form a community where his Walkers can exist in peace, he has no time or desire to seek out his own mate, his angel. When Eden StCloud crosses his path, there is no denying his instant attraction, or his overwhelming animalistic urge to claim her. His affliction is so intense that even his own medical experts are at a loss to ease his symptoms. With his Skin Walker refuge in danger of collapse due to his preoccupation with Eden, Monroe is stymied by his inability to do what he’s always done…simply take what he wants.

Gauge Alexander is done hiding who and what he is. After touring StoneCrow Estates—a community built for Skin Walkers—he accepts CEO, Monroe StoneCrow’s, offer of employment. As an accountant and Sentry for the estate, Gauge vows to live as he’d always dreamed, out in the open with no more secrets or regrets. Ella Garret is on the run. After her sister’s suspicious death, Ella kidnaps her niece in hopes of keeping the child from suffering the same fate as her mother. With nowhere to go, she contacts an old friend, Stoney Lydon, who offers her sanctuary at StoneCrow Estates. Having no other choice, Ella accepts the offer and flees to Montana. When Ella is hired as Gauge’s assistant, he instantly recognizes the telltale signs of someone living a lie. Little Ms. Garret is not what she seems and, as a Sentry for the Estate, it is Gauge’s duty to find out just what it is she’s hiding. The problem is that part of Gauge’s dream life included claiming his mate. With his attention focused on his unwitting assistant, he’s drawn to her and before either of them can stop it, the Skin Walker affliction hits. Ella might hide from herself and those around her, but she won’t hide from her mate even if he has to use her niece to force Ella’s submission.

What must it take for a devoted Skin Walker Sentry to find his angel? York McDonnough is willing to sacrifice everything for a mate he doesn’t have. While his fellow Walkers fear the idea of being tied to one female for life, York longs for it. Dejected and heart sick, he accepts a retrieval mission that takes him far from home and brings him face to face with his long-awaited fate. The instant York sees Sky, the Walker affliction sets in and melts the ice that has hardened his heart. York’s mission shifts from retrieval to rescue when Skin Walker enemies attempt to take York’s mate before he can even touch her. Willing to die for her, he’s more eager to kill to protect her. Sky Brookes is searching for her sister in a foreign land when she’s abducted by a handsome stranger. York claims he’s rescuing her, but last time she checked white knights didn’t drug the damsel in distress and haul them off. Besides, Sky’s too tough to need anyone’s help. She’ll find her sister on her own even if York refuses to leave her side. Cocky and independent, Sky’s got it all figured out until she encounters a strange species that mistakenly think she’s the key to something called Skin Walker procreation. Reluctantly, she’ll have to rely on York for protection. When Sky discovers that York is a Skin Walker, her fear and anger threaten to take her from York before he’s even had a chance to claim her.

Unaware of the volatile past between her brother and her Commander, Harlow EnemyHunter doesn’t understand her Commander’s clear aversion to her presence on his team. Determined to fit in, Harlow goes to great lengths to prove her worth, earn respect, and hide her infatuation for her Commanding Officer. Remy McCabe has waited years to get revenge on fellow Skin Walker, Mason EnemyHunter. What better way to hurt a Walker then to hurt those that he loves? When Harlow is brought to Remy all he has to do is ignore his inner beasts and follow through with his plan to use her to hurt Mason. Problem is, not only can he not bring himself to hurt Harlow, his damn protective instincts surge to the fore every time she’s near. When war is brought to StoneCrow, all bets are off and Remy is torn between protecting Harlow and allowing her to be the solider she’s trained to become.

Nyree was thriving as the best female Sentry assigned to the Skin Walker teams. Placed on special assignment, she was flattered to have been chosen to train the Keepers who’d just arrived at the Estate. Keepers were different from the Walkers she’d been trained with. Highly aggressive toward females, she found out too late that Keeper aggression was sexual and not a disdain for the female species. Paired with a Keeper, Rohmulus, who clearly despises her, Nyree is shocked that when the Estate comes under attack, Rohm opts to protect her above all others, including himself. Rohm, like all Keepers has been warned by the Ruling Keeper, Fatal, to keep his hands off the human female assigned to train them. When she is paired with him though, the hunger that he’d been holding at a slow simmer boils over. Taken captive, their captors abuse Nyree to get action from Rohm, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep Nyree from harm even if it means gifting her a part of his very soul.

Dominant Skin Walker, Monroe StoneCrow’s mate, Eden, has been injured in an attack on the Estate. Not only does Eden not have any memory of Monroe or their children, but she believes she is in a relationship with another and is asking that the man be brought to the Estate. For the good of his Angel, Monroe will comply with doctor’s orders to acquiesce to Eden’s wishes; however, watching another male soothe his mate just might prove to be the one thing Monroe is unequipped to handle, especially while his Estate is still reeling. After receiving a call that one of his females has been marked by the enemy Megalya, Monroe orders Walker Sentry, Delain, to take Harlow EnemyHunter from the Estate and claim her. Harlow belongs to another Walker though and opting to keep Commander Remy McCabe’s claim on her a secret could be the worst mistake Harlow’s ever made. Now, her only hope is that Remy will return to the Estate and find her in time.

\\Book 13 in the Skin Walker series. This book can be read as a standalone. Grace Rowland is on the run from an abusive ex-boyfriend. Her decision to move on couldn’t have come at a worse time because the blizzard blasting the state has made it impossible for her friend to retrieve her from the small town she’s holed up in. Assured that someone is coming for her, Grace is leery as all hell when a sexy behemoth arrives and claims to be her transportation. Baymac Southon, Skin Walker Sentry, is pissed at his most recent assignment. Retrieve a human and escort her to the wolf shifters in Glacier? Puh-lease! He’s too damn skilled to be wasting his talents on such a pathetic mission. Between picking up Grace and getting her through the storm, Baymac’s protective instincts quickly grow to something much stronger. Familiar with Dominant Walker, Monroe StoneCrow’s games, Baymac tries to fight his attraction to the human woman, but when he finds out that she’s going to the wolves so they can find her a mate, feral possessiveness clouds his judgment. Wolf shifter battles have been scheduled and Grace is the prize. Baymac needs to decide if he’s going to deliver Grace to her awaited fate or keep her for himself. No cliffhangers HEA

Bellis StCroix, Skin Walker Assassin, only comes out of the shadows when he’s called to duty. The reason? Because he is a shadow himself. Pitch black skin, silky ebony hair, and inky wells for eyes, Bellis’ looks have set him apart from his kind his entire life. Because he’s so different there will never be hope for an Angel in his future. Angels don’t exist in hell. But when his latest mission has him capturing a Megalya enemy, the petite female in his arms isn’t what he expected. Feisty, fierce, and sexy as sin, his little prisoner has his inner beasts snarling to protect her instead of locking her up. Samantha Michaels is Megalya. Enemy to Skin Walkers, her brother has killed his fair share of the rare shifters. What her brother doesn’t know is that Sam is working with the Skin Walker Dominant to help bring the Megalya down. Everything is going according to plan until she’s captured by a Demon Walker, and this Demon, Bellis, doesn’t know of her duplicity. With a traitor still in the Skin Walker ranks, Sam can’t trust Bellis with the truth of her identity, which means she’s got to keep up her act. Problem is, the longer Bellis guards her, the less she wants him thinking she’s the enemy.

It’s time for Dominant Skin Walker, Tyce Steele, to be brought to his knees! Briel Solomon hates Skin Walkers. Because of Skin Walkers, her father is dead and she and her sister are now parentless and on the run. She’ll have to rely on Monroe StoneCrow one last time for financial assistance, but once she gets what he owes her, she’ll be gone. Tyce’s casual indifference to the simple mission he and his team have accepted is typical. Self-assured to the point of cockiness, he knows no one is better at the hunt then he and his Apex Skin Walkers. Hell, he even finds it laughable that Monroe is willing to give up such a hefty financial prize for the simple retrieval mission of one human female. Cake! The mission is going to be a piece of cake! Making an enemy of Monroe StoneCrow is a mistake, and taunting Monroe is going to be Tyce’s undoing. Not only has Monroe found Tyce’s Angel, he’s sending Tyce unwittingly to her. Unlike Monroe’s SkinWalkers, Tyce and his Walker Sentries at Apex haven’t had the luxury of the inoculation that delays the affliction—the instantaneous recognition of one’s mate. Tyce is about to come face-to-face with his destiny and the poor bastard has no idea!

Thea Kinsey is pregnant with a Skin Walker child and on the run. Worse, how does she explain to the father that she shot him by accident? There’ll be no explaining. He’s vowed retribution and Thea has no choice but to run fast and hard to keep from being caught. Marko Storm is as messed up as they come. Having been captured by Skin Walker enemies years ago, he’s never been able to fully control his shifts or abilities. Things get even worse when Thea’s injected with some strange drug that has him unable to resist her. When Thea disappears from the Estate, Marko goes on the hunt, and when he finds Thea, the affliction hits with a powerful blast that’s almost as painful as the bullet she shoots into him. Thea doesn’t know that since their coupling, Marko’s completely lost the ability to shift, but that won’t keep him from hunting her. He knows she’s carrying his baby and once he finds Thea, he plans to capture and to keep. \\\\ “Hang on!” Marko shouted as he climbed into the truck and twisted the key in the ignition. Jamming the truck into gear, it lurched forward even as panic hit. Thea’s hope that the dart had been a placebo, meant to terrify instead of doing any real damage, faded a quick death as her overheated body and suddenly sensitized flesh told her they’d definitely injected her with something. Moaning, Thea curled in on herself. “Thea, hang on!” She couldn’t formulate words, so she lifted a shaky hand and grabbed the empty tranq dart beside Marko’s thigh where he’d dropped it onto the seat. His eyes shot down, and he cursed. “Fuck! What is it?” She could only shake her head as her belly clenched hard, shooting pain to her sex that was surprising and frightening. She breathed through the round of agony and only caught bits of Marko’s words as he spoke into his comm. “I don’t know what the fuck it is, but she’s in pain! Yes, I know she’s a SW friendly. I’ve read her file!” Another wave of agony hit, and she breathed deep and slow, embarrassed that her clit suddenly chose this moment to come to life and find the friction of the denim bunched between her legs enticing. “We can’t come in! They’re on us. I need help!” Thea heard him say someone was on them and she struggled up with a groan to peer out the back window. The movement was a mistake. On her knees, the material of her pants pressed tighter against her clit and had her rocking forward and backward. Why did it feel so good? What in the hell is going on? “Thea, stay down!” Marko’s large hand on her back flattened her to the seat before he went back to his conversation. “Someone just took ‘em out. We’re making a run for it. We’ll hole up and wait for you to come to us.” Thea slid to the floor and squeezed her legs tighter, rocking quicker until to her utter mortification, orgasm seized her. She breathed through it and prayed Marko couldn’t tell. Huddled on the floor of the truck she moaned and wanted to cry when the pain returned full force and then some. Her orgasm only gave her a brief respite. Oh no! “I don’t know,” Marko barked, and she peeked up from where she hid her face in arms resting on her knees to see him snag the dart from the seat. He held it to his nose and inhaled deeply. “I smell…” He paled and didn’t respond. Slowly, his eyes left the road and slid to her. His mouth fell open and his eyes rounded in horror as he stared at her in complete shock.

Recker Rhodes is a Skin Walker with a serious problem. Given a mission he doesn’t want, assigned to some guy he doesn’t want to shadow, Recker’s world is rocked when it turns out the guy, Alex, is actually an Alexandra. Alexandra “Alex” Hayworth needs a new life. After the death of her mother, she’s suffering from debilitating loneliness. She’s given up on finding a man or any hope for children, so working with the Skin Walkers is her last shot at happiness. She’ll do whatever it takes to ensure she gets passed the initial vetting, even if it means opening up to big burly Recker Rhodes. Two reluctant hearts collide in the newest installment in the Skin Walkers series.

Skin Walker Sentry, James, is known for his jokes and good humor, but when he comes face-to-face with his past, there isn’t anything funny about it. Prim is the woman who wrecked him all those years ago. She’s his enemy, and regardless of the passion they once shared, James is determined to put her where she belongs, in a cell. PrimRose is done running from her past. The last time she saw James, his eyes had been filled with cold, merciless hatred. She’d been forced to betray him, and he’s never understood why. Now, seeing him again after all these years, any hope for a relationship is vanishing beneath his cruel disdain. Prim knows she’s to blame for the ice that surrounds his heart, yet she’s praying that the secret she’s kept all these years and the sacrifices she’s willing to make might just warm him to her. It was a risk coming to StoneCrow, but for a shot at happiness, Prim was willing to risk it. Now, she’s just praying she survives James’ wrath. \*This is book 18 in the Skin Walkers series. Since each book in this series focuses on a different couple, they can be read as stand-alones. Readers may prefer to read them in order for maximum enjoyment. \\\* Hurt her! James’ mind roared, but his inner beasts rallied, No, she’s a female. Protect her! Head warring with his heart, James ignored them both as he snarled at Prim. She was shaking her head in denial, and he couldn’t have stopped himself from tightening his grip on her throat if he’d wanted to. Instantly, she stilled. Beneath his hand, the delicate column of her throat convulsed as she tried to swallow. Quietly, he studied her. For long silent moments, he simply regarded her. She was insultingly beautiful. More beautiful than he even remembered her being. It only served to piss him off more. “James, let her go. She…” King began. James cut him off going nose to nose with Prim, “You’ll call me Sir,” he demanded on a snarl. “Do you understand?” When she didn’t respond, he demanded more firmly, “Do. You. Understand?” Swallowing hard again, Prim nodded as best she could. “Say it,” he commanded. She managed to wheeze out, “S-Sir.” “You made a mistake coming here,” he growled. “You never should have come, because now, you belong to me. These Walkers don’t know you, Prim.” He leaned in, baring his teeth as he snarled, “But I know you. And I will have my vengeance.” She inhaled sharply at the warning, and a grin wanted to wreck his face. He was garnering too much enjoyment from her fear to allow it. Studying Prim, he watched her lips thin into a disapproving line. Her eyes brimming with tears a moment before they went hard. Internally, she was throwing up walls to guard her tenderly bruised pride. He just knew it. He knew her. But, she couldn’t hide from him. She wouldn’t break either. Not for him. He could see it in the defiant tilt of her chin, in the almost angry way she waited for further instruction. This close to her, actually touching her after all these years, was raising up all kinds of ghosts he long thought dead. That cavernous hole she’d ripped right in his middle—the one he’d filled up over the years with jokes and pranks, with the laughter of his friends—was suddenly vacant and gaping at him in a silent scream. Destroyed. She’d destroyed him all those years ago, and now here she was.

Alpha wolf shifter, Chief, has just suffered a surprising loss at the shifter pack battles, which sucks because the prize was a mate. Any hope of a she-wolf taming Chief’s out-of-control inner wolf is gone. Worse, the cost of his loss is a year stint at the Skin Walker compound, StoneCrow Estates. Being in Monroe StoneCrow’s employee isn’t someplace any wolf shifter wants to be. Alessandra (Alise) Crane is at StoneCrow to attend the wedding of her best friend. All through the reception, she feels eyes on her. A tatted up beast in the shadows has been watching her, but she’s too busy playing bride’s maid to pay much attention. When she finally locks eyes with the beast, something happens. Alise suffers some sort of attack, and the only thing that eases the agony tearing through her is the touch of the man who’s been stalking her. Chief and Alise have been stricken! Finding a mate had been Chief’s goal but Alise is a lowly human, not what we wanted. Can he overcome his prejudice? Or will his stubborn pride chase off the one woman who could give both he and his wolf the peace they’ve been seeking? \*This book is part of the Skin Walkers series. Since each book in this series focuses on a different couple, they can be read as stand-alones. \\\* Three shots of whiskey and two beers deep, Chief set up camp at one of the stone picnic tables just outside of the patio area. Distanced from the lit-up pergola and candle strew tables, he sat in darkness—now that the sun had fully set. The darkness suited him just fine. It made it easier to watch her! The woman was a beautiful little thing. She was wearing a pretty green dress and had her long, dark hair pulled back into a ponytail that showed of the graceful arc off her neck. Her lips were bright red and kept drawing Chief’s attention, almost as much as the one shoulder that was exposed by her dress. There was a tattoo on it of a large blackbird whose wing swept down just beneath her collarbone and across what he could see of her chest. Elbows on his knees, he leaned a little closer to study her more intently and almost fell off where he was seated with his ass on the table and his booted feet on the bench seat. “Goddamn it,” he snarled quietly and righted himself before his eyes found the woman again. He couldn’t stop staring at her, and he knew she could feel his eyes on her because she kept looking around trying to find the source of her discomfort. That was revealing too because her eyes kept tracking back to James. He knew the Skin Walker Sentry from previous meetings. The guy was okay, a jokester, which Chief never understood, but still okay. Still, his familiarity with the Sentry didn’t stop Chief from shooting James a dark look. It didn’t last long though because his wolf dragged his attention back to her. Watching her wasn’t enough though. Both beast and man wanted a closer look, so Chief shoved up off the table and made his way to one of the empty tables near the bar. Taking a seat, he kicked one leg out in front of him in a relaxed pose that belied the tumultuous emotions roiling inside him. “Chieftain.” James greeted. Turning to face Chief with a cold beer in his hand he asked, “What’s up, man?” The greeting was irksome. Chief didn’t even bother tearing his eyes from the woman as he asked, “The woman in green, who is she?” “Green?” James asked. “Would we call that green? Seems more like turquoise or no, wait! Amanda calls it teal. It’s her favorite color.

Mason EnemyHunter is a Skin Walker who’s only had time for work and hunting for his sister. Hell, he didn’t even know he had a sister until a siege on the facility where his parents were once captives produced a file verifying her birth. Distracted beyond measure, his treatment of a human female visiting StoneCrow Estates is unforgivable. Never had he physically harmed a female, until now. His inexcusable manhandling of Amanda Chandler leaves him needing to make amends. When his efforts at making things right pulls him from his sole-minded purpose of finding his sister, Mason realizes that he’s put his happiness on hold. That’s about to change. Amanda Chandler doesn’t know why Mason attacked her. A friend and ally to Skin Walkers, she’d always felt safe in their presence until now. Worse, Mason’s guilt over the situation has him turning up every time she turns around. His insistence at making amends has him doing more for her than any man has done in a long time. It’s got strange emotions filling her head and a longing tugging at her heart. But Mason isn’t for Amanda. He’s too consumed with finding his sister, and Amanda’s too preoccupied trying to end things with Skin Walker Sentry, Remy McCabe. Mason couldn’t have arrived at a worse time, but Amanda can’t seem to shake him or the idea of what if. \*This is book 4 in the Skin Walkers series; however, each book focuses on a different couple and can be read as a standalone.