In a seductive new shape shifter romance from New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Anne Marsh, to take over a local pack Cajun werewolf Jace Jones must first take a mate...but she wants nothing to do with a big, bad biker who sometimes turns furry.
"'You don't have to do anything. I'm gonna take care of everything.' I mean it, too. While sinking my dick inside her tops my current wish list, I also intend to make this good for her. She's had a shit deal in life, and I absolutely want to kiss her better. The way I see it, all she has to do is enjoy. I'll do all the rest. I'm practically a Boy Scout and she can pin the medal to my goddamned chest later. First, I have my mate to kiss." - Jace Jones
To keep the peace between two rival wolf packs, Cajun werewolf Jace Jones agrees to become the alpha of The Breed pack and motorcycle club. There's just one catch: he needs to mate the former alpha's daughter and he's damned certain she hasn't chosen him. His new mate is sweet and sexy as sin, but she's also been brutalized by the pack and the last thing she needs is one more wolf in her life. But before he can take his place as leader of the Breed, he'll have to teach his woman her place...in the club, in his arms, and in his heart.
Werewolf bikers? Pass. Keelie Sue Berard has spent a lifetime trapped in the motorcycle club's misogynistic world, first as the alpha's daughter and then as a mate. She's kept her mouth shut and her head down trying to survive, so she'll do whatever it takes to walk away free to live her own life. But Jace terrifies her. He protects her. He owns her. And now he wants her.
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- Barbara Daley
My Ears Are Bleeding
The book itself was mediocre, more or less what I thought it would be. A little romance, a lot of sex. Some mindless entertainment to occupy me at work. I wouldn't recommend it with the narration it has, though.
I bought this as a deal, and I prefer a little more romance with the story, instead of so many sex scenes.
I don't usually review books, but this was hands-down the worse narration I've ever heard. The male voice was alright, nothing spectacular, but the female voice grated on my very last nerve. Looking at the other reviewers' ratings, I can't believe we listened to the same book. The southern accent may have been point-on, I don't know, but she sounded like she was trying too hard to sound sultry, always a half-whisper. The scratchiness of her voice made me think of an old woman. She reminded me of Sookie Stackhouse's grandmother in True Blood. It may have come across as a better book if my ears weren't bleeding so hard from the narration. I actually liked her rendition of the male voice better than the females.