Cain O'Toole had been the Alpha Male of his Clan, Alpha King of the City by night and a cop by day for so long he'd forgotten how to feel anything but dread. His life was always full of surprises but none as big as the day Yvette (Yvee) Geron, his mate and the love he'd never gotten over walked back into his life.
Yvee was there to ask for his help, she was willing to do anything he asked, if only he'd help her escape from the rogue wolf who wanted her blood.
What's a wolf to do when forced to choose between duty and love?
Soft, slow music echoed down the hall from his apartment making him pause mid step. He knew that song; it sent shivers down his spine every time he heard it and it never meant good news. Cursing, Cain turned towards the exit and debated walking right back out of the building. He wasn't in the mood for any more trouble this century. Even he had his limits.
"You weren't thinking of leaving were you Cain?"
Her silky voice stopped him in his tracks. Yvette Geron, the one who got away. The only woman he'd ever loved and the only one he ever lost. Turning to face her, his breath caught in his throat. Yvee was still as beautiful and as breathtaking as he remembered.
Her long blond hair hung loosely down between her shoulders. It looked so soft and inviting, he wanted to tangle his fingers in it and pull her to him. Her ruby red lips tempted him beyond reason, to kiss both the life and their past right out of her. He'd give anything to take back all those things he'd said, just to have her back in his life but the truth needed to come out. "Not anymore." Adjusting the pack on his shoulder, he started forward. Not ever again!