This pretty little hippie human is driving me crazy. Two years ago, I had her beneath me, howling my name, until she left.

Big deal. Females have always been my bane.

I would do anything to get her off my mind.

Erase her face from my memory.

Her scent from my nose.

But she lingers.

Taunting me. Tugging at me. Driving me insane.

When I see her again in New Mexico, my wolf wants me to claim her. But I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let her distract me from pack business again.