WarDog by Alana Khan

Mortifying! How else would you describe living with an adopted two-hundred-pound fighting canine for months only to discover there was a sentient male inside? A gorgeous male with a perfect body who would be only too happy to ‘ease’ your every need. Needs he is intimately acquainted with because he watched you take care of them yourself for three months.

Willa:
When I was thrown into a cell with a humongous fighting canine with two-inch-long fangs I was terrified. WarDog had other ideas, though. He nudged my hand for cuddles, nuzzled my neck, and demanded kisses, so of course we became best buddies. After he shifted to his humanoid form, though, being buddies was the furthest thing from my mind. He’s handsome, passionate, and makes no secret of his attraction. Although we haven’t even had a conversation yet, he knows my secrets. Every. Single. One.

WarDog:
I ached to claim the beautiful brown-haired Earther from the moment I returned to my humanoid form. She’s compassionate, kind, and tender. Not only do I need to conquer the hurdle of our awkward beginning, there’s the little detail of my mortal enemy to deal with. He destroyed my village, killed my pack, and locked me in my canine form for a decade. Must I make a choice between exacting revenge and seizing love?