ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Julia was born in Chicago, Illinois. She holds a B.S. in Education and an M.A. in School Administration. She has taught the fourth grade for the past ten years. As much as she loves teaching, her true passion has always been the written word. She still lives in Chicago, Illinois with her husband, newborn daughter and cocker spaniel.
Having loved his alpha and best friend’s sister, Serena, for years, Jason is wrought with grief over her mysterious disappearance. For months he’s searched day and night all the while trying to hide his true feelings for her from his pack, especially her brother. When she is found in the clutches of their enemy, Serena and Jason must deal with the torture she’s endured and fight the mounting feelings they have for one another. Can their love withstand her overbearing brother and an enemy bent on capturing her once more?
Stepping in front of him, her head bent back. Jason balled his fists at his sides, demanding them not to move and caress her silken cheeks.
“Can’t you feel how much I want you? You want me too, don’t deny it.” She moved ever closer, backing him up further against the door.
In a second, he was going through the damn thing. “Serena, stop.” He shouldn’t be here. He needed to leave, but he had a feeling she’d set off the fire alarm or bust a pipe just to get him to come running back.
“I need you, Jason.” Oh God… “Stop fighting me. I know you want to touch me. Do it. My body burns for your touch. Show me what it’s like to be caressed by a man.” The urgency in her gaze stunned him. She had no idea what her words were doing to him.
She glanced down, eyes blazing. Okay… Guess she did know. Serena reached for his chest, but he caught her wrists, holding them suspended in front of him.
Staring for a moment at her delicate fingers, his control began to slip with every aching moment. God, he’d wanted to touch her for so long, really feel her in his hands…arms… Very slowly, he brought his gaze to her breasts straining under her shirt, watching her chest rise and fall.
How long had it been? He’d imagined this very moment, pictured him loving her, kissing her, moving inside her. Damn it! He had to try it, needed a taste of what he’d denied himself for so long.