Small-town sheriff, Mike Hadley, would love to experience a headache-free day for once in his life. Unfortunately, that’s not going to happen anytime soon. While investigating a rash of disappearances and dealing with his ornery lover, he’s thrown into a whole new world he never imagined existed.
Damien Marks has finally found a place to call home in Los Lobos, South Dakota, with the Black Hills Pack. He also stumbles across something he never thought he would—his mate. Falling hard, he decides he needs to come clean and tell the truth. But will his sexy lover accept what he is?
Embroiled in a potentially dangerous situation, both men have to decide where their loyalties lie—with duty or love?
While investigating the disappearance of some men from town Mike had to go to Los Lobos to ask questions. It’s part of his job as Sheriff, he really didn’t have a choice. However when he literally runs into Damien things are going to escalate.
Damien is Mike’s mate, he knows it but hasn’t said anything to Mike. Fear that their relationship would be taboo in the pack has kept Damien silent.
With the men from town missing and one particular human pushing for answers, Mike has no choice but to question the goings on in Los Lobos. This is part of the scene that could change everything not only for Mike and Damien but the pack as well.
Roberts fixed a hard stare on him. “I’m sure we can skip with the formalities, Sheriff.”
He placed his briefcase on the floor at his feet. “Do you have anything new for me?”
The question prodded his temper. “I would’ve contacted you if I did.”
“I heard you went over to Los Lobos again last night.”
He gritted his teeth in annoyance. “This town doesn’t miss much, does it?”
“Word travels fast.” Roberts laughed, the sound grating on Mike’s nerves. “So, what did you find out?”
“Nothing. I spoke to the bartender at the Den, and he said no one had passed through there in months.” He leaned back in his chair and narrowed his eyes.
After digging up what information he could, he discovered each of Roberts’s employees had been drifters with no real family ties, and they’d all had problems with the law on more than one occasion. As for Carl Marston, the man was a hard-hearted son of a bitch no one in town had particularly missed in his absence. There was no telling what trouble the men had brought on themselves. Hell, maybe they’d moved on for all he knew.
In this part of the country, it wasn’t uncommon for people to disappear in the area without a trace, whether by choice or foul play. Wasn’t the first time, and no doubt it wouldn’t be the last. However, five missing men seemed a tad excessive. Then, there was the question of Roberts’s and Marston’s shady business dealings.
Everyone in town knew both men straddled the fence between law-abiding and criminal. Had they somehow gotten themselves and their men tangled in a business scheme gone wrong? At once, Damien’s words about Roberts earlier that morning echoed in his head.
“Tell me again why you’re so adamant those men disappeared in Los Lobos.” He lifted a brow.
Between everyone’s tight-lipped silence and a dead trail of bullshit leads, the whole fucking investigation ventured into the realm of ridiculous. Roberts held his gaze long enough to give him the impression the man weighed his options. Good, you need to, jackass.
He waited, certain Roberts was on the brink of coughing up information. His patience was rewarded when Roberts shifted and lifted the suitcase onto his lap. The snick of the latches resonated in the quiet office as he opened the case. From inside, he produced a sealed manila envelope and tossed it on the desk.
Staring at the item, Mike made no move to reach for it though his curiosity was piqued.
Wearing a smug expression, Roberts pointed at the packet. “Go ahead. See for yourself. That’ll explain everything.”
Limoges, M.. Naming His Mate (Black Hills Wolves Book 17) (Kindle Locations 325-346). Decadent Publishing. Kindle Edition.
Thus begins a reveal, that could make or break more than just Damien’s heart.
Extremely sensual and while I don’t read a lot of M/M but this was well written. The spirit of the Black Hills Wolves and what Drew has accomplished is evident in every word.
5 Contented Purrs for Melissa.