Chapter 245

Dane Flint's mind instantly conjured up Thalia's striking face-beautiful, yes, but with a sharpness in her eyes that promised she could gut a man without breaking a sweat.

He swallowed hard. Winning over a she-wolf like her would not be a short hunt; it would be a long, dangerous chase, the kind that left teeth marks on your soul.

So, with that thought, he spoke. "Why go through all that trouble,