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Touch a Dark Wolf

In the arms of a shape shifter she found the most dangerous passion of all…


Yesterday, Erin Morgan worked for a pioneering Manhattan medical center. Today, she's on the run, witness to a chilling conspiracy. Fleeing for her life in the Tennessee mountains, she is run off the road by a mysterious beast . . . and things only get stranger when she wakes the next day to find a naked Adonis sprawled on the hood of her car.

For centuries, Jared has been a shape shifter, sworn to protect mortals like Erin. But in saving her, Jared has damned himself, for the poison from his battle wound stirs a terrible blood lust. Determined to protect Erin, Jared stays by her side and discovers a sensual rapture beyond imagining . . . and a love that can change his fate. But can Jared overcome his savage thirst and protect Erin from the beast within?

"If you love dark fantasy, you'll love Touch a Dark Wolf.  Jennifer St. Giles creates a fresh new world populated with innovative creatures of the night."
Lori Handeland
USA Today Bestselling Author, RITA Award Winning Author, Author of Midnight Moon

"A unique take on the werewolf world, and a thrilling ride..."  LORA LEIGH

“I disturb you. Why?” Jared asked as he slid the pad of his thumb over Erin’s lips, sending little fissures of electric heat to her breasts and below.

She should move, scramble to the front seat of the SUV and get out of range. But she didn’t; she stared into his iridescent blue eyes as if mesmerized. This was not happening. This injured, delusional stranger was not hitting on her, he was not pushing her hot buttons, and she was not responding to him.

Erin cautiously ran her gaze over Jared. A six-foot-something hunk of power thighs, pumped pecs, and piercing blue eyes didn’t walk by every day. The man was so potent that even his light touch was a heady aphrodisiac. The sensations he drew from her were stronger than anything she’d known, or at least could remember. It had been a while.

You don’ know him from Adam.
Eve didn’t know Adam either—at first.



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