Caterer extraordinaire Francesca Eve is prepared for anything. Missing canapés? No problem. Burnt brownies? A piece of cake… But a dead body? Now that’s a recipe for disaster.
When you get up in the morning, the last thing you expect is to see a murdered guy hanging outside your window. Things like that tend to draw the attention of the local police, and when you’re squatti…
Me and my wolf, we don’t need trouble. And this feisty little control freak is trouble with a capital T. When my brother was killed and I lost my place as alpha, I left my home and my pack.
