PACK RULE #2: ALWAYS PROTECT YOUR MATE
I protected my country.
Protected my platoon.
Now all I wanted to protect was her.
Too bad that wasn't an option.
I couldn't fall for the beautiful slip of a female.
The baby sister of my brother's new mate.
She was way too young. Way too human.
Still in college. And too bright a force of nature.
She had her whole life ahead of her.
And I had the Green Berets begging me to reenlist.
My wolf... he wanted her.
But if I let her go without claiming her,
I might not survive the moon madness.