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CRAVED BY HER WOLF
(Silverwood Island Shifters)
MAIA STARR
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C ON TEN TS
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
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Prologue
S
am’s olive green darted to the door as it rustled, the doorknob turning and
the door lurching in its place. Haggard muttering came from the other side as
whoever stood there continued to jiggle the doorknob, throwing Sam’s heart
into a tizzy.
She listened for the jingle of apartment keys, her body tensing as she readied
to toss her still half-packed luggage into the closet. Was Dean home? But the
only sound that came was the dawning realization of a drunken groan and
more babbling from the person as he or she drifted away.
Sam gave a sigh of relief, clutching at her chest as she sunk to the bed. Her
heart had nearly jumped into her throat, and for a while, she’d forgotten to
breathe. Tonight she needed Dean to stay at the bars he so crudely loved if she
wanted to slip away without incident. If that had been him right then,
stumbling into their apartment and catching her stuffing a suitcase, there’d be
hell to pay. There was no talking when Dean got…aggressive: a side effect of
his shifter nature.
Oh! Sam had been a fool these past few years. Living with a drunk asshole
was one thing but being forced to live under the thumb of a wolf shifter was a
whole other beast. Literally.
She still remembered the day she’d met Dean two years back. It had been a
magical night, full of wonder and mystery. Tall, dark and handsome, Dean
had come into her clinic back in Tacoma asking for her to check his
headaches. He’d been lying, of course, trying to get to know her better. At
first, she hadn’t looked favorably upon his decision to waste her time…but
sure enough, she was swooned by his handsome smile and easy way of
speaking, his whispering in her ears creating the kind of steam that heated her
cheeks and made her heart pound. In no time they’d found themselves at a
high-end restaurant, flaunting his slick suit and her green dress that fit tight to
her many curves; he’d pulled her along afterward to his apartment, the same
home they now shared, and ravaged her like a beast in heat.
Sam licked her lips as she remembered that first night, letting him grasp her
all over. Things had been simple then, so unbelievably simple.
It wasn’t until a few months later she’d found the first signs of his shifter
abilities…the odd tuft of hair under their couch, the aggressive almost,
animalistic desire for her, his low growling and hard, slit eyes. Then she’d
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