Tanya and Her Wolf

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Werewolf romance for adults. Blurb: When that Greek god threw me over his shoulder, and started running through the streets of New York City, I was relieved I'd worn my favorite overpriced, bottom-shrinking jeans on our first date. But that was just my introduction to Ryan. He kissed me, and confessed I was his fated mate. I truly, honestly, hand on my heart, tried not to freak out. The kiss was fabulous. But fated mates? I was skeptical. Firstly, I'm human. Secondly, I wear push-up bras, but only on days I don't need to breathe. And the wildest thing about me is my rebellious hair. However, if he keeps watching me that way, like I'm yummy, I might just have to believe him. Ryan is gorgeous. I got a great view of his butt while he carried me across Manhattan Island, so I have it on good authority that even his rear end is fantastic. I could do worse for a husband, err¿ mate. But my parents aren't expecting me to mate with a werewolf. What would they think? By the time I find out, I'm already in love, living in Ryan's, frankly incredible, apartment, and pregnant, yes, pregnant, with a pup. A pup! If only that were enough to straighten my feral hair.