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Logan is my rockstar werewolf and for most of the Moon Series he’s been pretty elusive, so I’m super excited for everyone to finally get inside his head and get to know the real Logan!
BLURB: She’s his muse, his mate, and completely off-limits…
He’s a jerk, a recluse, and her newest assignment.
Until he broke her heart, Vivianna Lopez loved Logan Reynolds.
Five years later, she’s an aspiring music journalist and he’s the camera-shy lead singer of Logan and the Howlers.
Armed with a backstage pass, Vivi’s back in her hometown of Reno, nestled in the shadows of the Sierra Nevada mountains. She must score an interview with Logan to land her dream job – otherwise it’s back to Boston, with no scoop and no job. It’s just business–at least that’s what she keeps telling herself.
Logan still loves Vivi, his soul mate, but there’s something even she doesn’t know about him: He turns into a werewolf every full moon and a secret organization is hunting down his Pack.
Vivi may not have Logan’s senses, but she can sniff out that he’s hiding something. He knows it’s only a matter of time before the truth about him – and his Pack – is revealed.
And then he really will lose her.
I can’t wait for you to read Logan’s story and see what’s in store for the Pack as we head into the final 2 books of the series…
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I frowned and paused the recorder. The bastard was enjoying this. “I’d like to get this interview over as soon as possible.” I brushed my hair back over my shoulder, unable to miss the way his eyes tracked my every move. I straightened in my chair. Let him look. I wanted him to remember what he lost. “I didn’t come here for a walk down memory lane.”
“Sorry.” His jaw clenched as he stared outside. “I never should have agreed to this.”
“Excuse me?” I shook my head.
He got up, pacing near the window. “I thought I could answer your questions and you could walk back out of my life.”
Pressure built up behind my eyes, an ache pulsing through my head. “News flash. I’m not in your life. I haven’t been since you walked out of mine.”
Damn him for being even sexier than I remembered, and for making my heart race with a look, and for making me wish for the one thing that could bring me to my knees.
No way. Never again. “I’ve moved on.”
Logan turned, his head tilted slightly. “Have you?”
He crossed the room and had me in his arms. His lips caught mine, and my body responded like I’d just found water in the desert. I clutched the back of his hair, and he held me so tight against him I could barely breathe. Our tongues wrestled urgently—hungry, angry, hurt, and desperate. He slid one hand down my back, pressing my hips to his. His rock hard erection had my leg wrapping around his, every part of me aching to be even closer.
Closer to the one man who destroyed me without ever looking back.
I shoved him, stumbling away from the sanctuary of his arms. Reality settled onto my shoulders like a boulder. What in the hell was I doing?
Slamming my laptop shut, I swiped the recorder into my bag. I needed to escape before I went to pieces in front of him.
He reached for me, and I slapped him so hard the sound made me freeze. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out.
His hair was mussed, his shirt disheveled, and that sexy smile was replaced by…hunger and something else…regret? “I deserve that.”
“I…You…” I jammed the computer in my bag and took a breath before facing him again. “Don’t ever touch me again.”
A deep sound rumbled in his chest, like he was…growling?
“I had no right to kiss you, I know that. But hearing you say you moved on—I panicked.”
Crossing my arms, I let out a frustrated groan. “Do you often make out with women when you get upset?”
His gaze held mine, his expression stoic. “Never.”
“So why me?” My head pounded in time with my heart.
“Can we sit?”
I shook my head. “Not a good idea.”
He sighed. “I swear I won’t touch you without your consent.”
“You’ll never have it.”
He put his hands up in surrender. “All I’m asking for is your time.”
I kept my things in my hands, ready for a quick getaway, but I followed him to the sofa and sat on the opposite end from him. My entire body was hot and achy. Turned on. Bastard.
He stared at his shoes. “You never should have come back to Reno.”
“And you never should have told me you loved me and then vanished from my life.”
He nodded without making eye contact. “I know you won’t believe me, but I did it for you.”
“Enough.” I rolled my eyes and would’ve smacked him with my laptop if I wasn’t worried his hard head would break my computer. “Please don’t make me throw up.”
He finally glanced my way, the corner of his mouth quirked up into a crooked smile. “God, I’ve missed you.”
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