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Review
This book was good. I think it could have been great but for me the action and ending parts were rushed.
The way Finn and the guys became wolves was different and I appreciated that. Actually, the whole werewolf concept was different and it kept me interested.
Jessa is a woman who is struggling to support her siblings and help them make a life for themselves. When she gets offered the position of Finn’s live in nanny, the benefits offered is something she can’t pass up. Little did she know it would definitely change all of their lives forever.
Finn is a werewolf but not by choice nor does he really seem to understand it all. Like I said before, how Finn and the other guys became werewolves is interesting. Finn has enemies and now that he is a father he has to worry about protecting not only his son but his mate. The mate who has been working for his company but he has been avoiding. Finn has never really accepted his wolf side and feels like it is a curse not something to embrace. I liked watching him grow into his wolf and mature through the book.
I want to know more about the werewolf world. Are there more out there besides the ones we meet in this book? How did the others become werewolves? I am hoping these questions will be answered in the books to come.
Excerpt
When he rolled onto his back, he pulled her against him. His arms were steel bands, holding her tightly.
She placed a hand on his chest, stroking the place over his thundering heart and burying her face against
his side.
It was enough for now that he was here, safe in her arms. Any questions she had could wait.
“Jessa.”
She looked up at him.
His hand smoothed the hair from her face, his eyes exploring every feature.
“What is it?” she asked, smiling.
He shook his head. “I want to look at you.”
“You missed me?” she asked.
He arched a brow, his jaw clenching tightly before he managed, “You could say that.”
Her attention wandered to the scratches. She traced four fingers along the ridges. Claw marks, and several
puncture marks on his forearm. She sat up, her attention wandering along his thighs. “Stitches?” she
asked, looking at him.
But he was too busy staring at her, and the tenderness on his face made her ache.
“Finn,” she whispered, watching the shift of emotion on his features. Whatever he was thinking, he
seemed at a loss to express it.
“What happened?” she asked, scooting closer and taking his hands in hers.
His gaze locked with hers. “We killed them.”
Her chest hurt.
“I killed them,” he clarified.
Jessa didn’t know what to say. Her heart was lodged in her throat.
“Mal was scouting. Anders and Dante were still inside.”
He ran a hand over his face. “I saw them… They asked where Oscar was. Where you were. Said things that made my blood boil. I saw red. The wolf…” He broke off.
Her hands tightened around him. “Mal said there were eight of them?”
He shook his head, his attention shifting to their hands. “Seven.”
She swallowed. He fought them alone? “And Anders…Dante… Surely they heard—”
“They showed up but…” He couldn’t look her in the eye.
“It was already over.” He wasn’t proud. He seemed almost ashamed.
“You did what you had to do,” she said softly.
He looked at her, then. “Did I?”
She cradled his face in her hands. “You protected your pack, Finn. And I love you for it.”