Human Lauren includes a protective streak a mile wide and one immediate objective in life-get her best friend out of the abusive home. If which involves a little bat-based redecorating, therefore whether it is. Unfortunately-or fortunately-a certain sexy-as-hell cop breaks in the battle before she’s a chance to really get going. Grayslake police officer Vehicle Abrams is too sizzling for his very own good, and his handcuffs make those great places tingle. Too bad he, you know, arrested her and stuff. But then he becomes about All Roar no Bite overbearing and commanding. Abruptly Lauren finds herself in his arms, in his bed, and mated to his werebear butt. What’s going on with that?

Werebear Enforcer Vehicle Abrams doesn’t want anything to do with humans. He’s got reasons, and they’re damn good types. He doesn’t need to explain himself to anyone, especially the curvaceous, beautiful human Lauren. After that, his carry decides Lauren is his mate and Van’s anti-human emotions get away from him. He still hasn’t determined if that’s a very important thing. Of course, when danger rolls in from Boyne Falls and joins with a robust prick from Grayslake, Van realizes that, human being or not really, Lauren is usually his.

Van hopes he can kill their enemies and still produce it home for dinner.