Wolf Ranch Series Boxed Set, Books 7-9

Cowboy shifters ... oh my! At Wolf Ranch, the men are feral for their women.Primal: Pack Rule #7: Pack secrets must be kept. I'm supposed to erase her memory, not claim her. My son's date knows too much. The most important rule of the pack has been broken: She's seen him shift. The alpha orders me to make her forget, but one hint of her scent and I know the truth-this human is MINE. Riley's half my age. She has her whole life in front of her. If I claim her, I lock her into a fate she never even imagined. Besides, she thinks I'm a player-only out for one thing. I should stay away. Should let her go. But Riley is too sweet, too beautiful, and far too mine. Now she's caught between our two worlds-one side thinks we should steer clear of each other. The other wants a forever bond ... either way, she'll suffer the consequences. She doesn't understand the bond between us, but I can't protect her without it. When danger comes for her, she has to trust me to keep her safe-the wolf who was born to be hers.Rugged: Pack Rule #8: Never lie to your mate. I broke that rule the day I showed up on her doorstep. I'm sworn to protect my kind from any kind of threat. As a human, she thought I was there on friendly business. Didn't know I meant to take down her shifter boss. I didn't know she'd flip my world upside down. One whiff of her scent, and I was lost. No-found. I couldn't leave without her. So, I spent the night. Made her fall for me. But she doesn't know what I am. What I've done. I'm not just a ranch hand-I'm a shifter enforcer. The clock is ticking before I have to finish the job. I must win my mate's heart and claim her before the lies catch up to me. Before she finds out what I am and what I have done. Or what I will do to keep her safe. And mine.Ravenous: Pack Rule #9: Fate comes second for a single dad. I didn't move to Cooper Valley for love. I'm here to raise my daughter in peace, work at Wolf Ranch, and keep my wolf on a tight leash. Because I don't have time for distractions. Or complications. And definitely not both in the form of a female. Joy is my new next-door neighbor-sweet, sexy, and entirely off-limits. She always has a messy bun and a laugh that melts steel. She makes my little girl giggle like I've never seen before. She makes me burn with need. She's sunshine. I'm thunderclouds. I tell myself I'm too gruff, too brooding, too busy being a father to want her. But my wolf doesn't care about rules. He thinks she belongs to him. He knows she smells like fate ... and tastes even better. How can I stay away? In the end, it seems fate will decide for me.