My Foster Brothers
After her mother’s death, seventeen-year-old Arielle Layton is sent to live on a remote farm with her new foster family. The Garren boys are tall, handsome, and fiercely protective, watching her with an intensity she can’t read… and isn’t sure she wants to.
On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Arielle uncovers a deadly family secret. One that shatters her world and pulls her into the center of a brutal feud she never knew existed.
Now she’s caught between hot-headed brothers ready to fight first and bleed later, a rising pack war threatening to tear their land apart, and Casper Garren — the eldest, coldest, and most dangerous of them all.
Every time they clash, the spark between them burns hotter.
And it will either save them… or destroy the family she’s only just begun to belong to.
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"Hey, Ari baby." A chill crawls down my spine at the way he says baby.
"The wait is finally over."
"Wh-What are you talking about?" I start to back away from him but his hand shoots out fast and clamps on my wrist. He pulls me close and buries his nose in my hair, sniffing deeply.
I try to wriggle away, only to be rooted when he faces me and his eyes are bloodshot.
A scream rips from my mouth and is quickly cut short with a fist around my neck.
"Don't ruin this, baby."
Dave's voice cuts over the pounding of my heart and the dark blur of tears in my eyes.
"Please…"
He laughs low and animalistic. "I promise, I'll go slow." And his teeth start growing longer and sharper until it's like looking at the mouth of a wild beast.
Another scream dies in my throat. My mind scrambles, but nothing has prepared me for this. Cold dread grips me as I realize nobody is coming to save me.
"Once I mark you," Dave leans in, his breath fanning my face, "then I'll keep you all to myself. And they won't—"
His words cut off abruptly, and the hands on me vanish with a loud crash. I stumble to the ground as a large wolf with pitch black fur stands between me and Dave, growling.
I hear someone shout my name from a distance, but my body is shaking and my mind is slipping away from the fright.
The last thing I see is the wolf leaping through the air and sinking fangs and claws into Dave's terrified face.