Lyla's on the run from her pack's omega. Since he's at the bottom of the totem pole in her pack, this should be simple, right? Tell that to her aching lungs and jiggling thighs. She's never been one to go with the flow. So when her alpha orders her to submit to mating with the omega she's not about to start now. Good thing she runs into (literally) a big hunk of man who can make the scariest of wolves tuck tail and run. Michael's had enough of weres to last a lifetime. After being caught in the middle of a territory war while in Brazil between the Pumas and Jaguars, he sure as hell doesn't want anything to do with the trouble following Lyla. But apparently no one told that to his cock.