Prowler: a Forced Proximity Mc Shifter Romance Fang Reapers Mc Book

I came to the Ironridge mountains to photograph wolves. I didn’t expect to watch one become a man.

Now I’m locked inside a motorcycle club with no phone, no way out, and a memory card that could expose a secret older than civilization. They say I can’t leave until they decide what to do with me.

He’s the one they assigned to keep me contained. Quiet. Dangerous. Built like every bad decision I’ve ever wanted to make. He brings me food I throw at his chest and answers I don’t want to hear.

But the lock on my door doesn’t scare me. What scares me is how safe I feel when he’s on the other side of it.

He says he’s my jailer. His eyes say something else entirely.

I have a history with men who hold power over me. This one is different.

At least, that’s what the wolf inside him keeps promising.