Rejected Wolf

Can a strong woman be sexy at forty-one?

Hell yeah! 

My name is Lara, and my body deserves to be sensually ravaged.

I hate to boast, but I’m quite a handful in the sack nowadays.

Not like when I was a naive nineteen-year-old, fit as a racehorse body, but no clue how to ride.

But back then, only one thing mattered, sex with my sculpted and hot Ragnar.

We are werewolves, and Ragnar was the alpha’s son.

And I was the daughter of a slave.

Ragnar was too scared to defy daddy.

Eventually, I lost his heart.

He inflamed all my passions
Then burned my heart to the ground

I dreamt of marriage, kids and happiness – only for it to all crumble away…

With a thirst for vengeance, I climbed to the top. The first woman to lead our tribe.

My longing turned to lust; my tents were always filled with a rotating harem.

Four of my best warriors. Sweaty, sexy and dirty.

Yet, I had only one goal:

Stand over the ruined ashes of the Blood Clan’s Island, and avenge my sweet Ragnar.