Songs from my writing playlist: Running in the Night. In the beginning, the only time Danielle and Lothar could be one was when they hunted together as wolves. He knew that loving her—or rather admitting it to her—could get them both killed, so he hid it from her for YEARS, Danielle secretly in love with him and hoping eventually he’d feel the same way about her.
Tangled Moon:
…“I’m not the one who bit him,” he said, looking at his coffee cup instead of her. His arrogance was showing itself. Here she was, trying to figure out what to do with this compatible man she hadn’t even been looking for, his mere presence threatening to destroy her neat little world—
Danielle hid her face from Lothar. Damnit, but she wanted her hunting partner. The fact that he didn’t actually want her back in that way didn’t change her heart. Nope. Not one bit. What if she did keep Nick, she wondered? Would Lothar let her leave him with a parting gift after so many years together?
Her virginity.
Because she didn’t want to die having never had him even once…
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Darcy Branwyn 
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