Wolffe's Ridge

"Wherever you go, whatever you do, I'll find you." Lara Sarrow is running. Running from the nightmare of the past ten years. She's run so far, she makes it clear across the country to a tiny town in the middle of Oregon's woodland. A town built on myths and fantastical stories, Wolffe's Ridge was unlike anywhere Lara had ever been. She felt different here. Free. It was here that she would rebuild her life, one piece at a time. But one thing she hadn't been prepared for was that this charming little town had a secret. Rafe was a beast, a literal living legend that stumbled into her life, injured and in need. She had only wanted to help, yet he had somehow affixed himself to her life. He was overly curious, had a penchant for breaking her things, and his boundaries were nonexistent. But that adorable tilt of his head and those puppy eyes of his . . . Lara had to be dreaming. The thing with dreams, though? They don't last. It was entirely her fault. She'd overlooked one little thing-he'd promised to find her. Her nightmare was far from over, but now it wasn't just her she was afraid for, but the new life that felt too good to be true.