Series: # 1Only one can be Alpha.
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Ava Garnier is the middle daughter of WhitePaw’s Alpha pair and she’s spent almost a decade preparing to take over her father’s role as leader of the Pack.There’s one big snag and his name is Kaden Black.
Kaden assumes that because he’s the Beta of the pack, the position is automatically his.Ava’s had a crush on Kaden for years but he’s never given her the time of day…until her sister marries his best friend.
Now sparks are flying and there’s only a week until her father decides who will become the next Alpha of WhitePaw pack. The question is, who will come out on top?
Two headstrong werewolves, one prize and a clash that will result in steam and howling.
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“Selena has a smooth writing style that sucks you into the story. The characters are filled with emotions, depth, and leave you wanting to know them better. ” by Vivian at Reading Between the Wines
“Thank you Selena! Even though I’ve read it, I still bought Ready and Willing because Kaden deserves to be wrapped up nice and tight between ….covers! Not the first word that came to mind, but I’ll keep it PG;) I’ve said it before, but….YOU ROCK! ” Gingy on Facebook
EXCERPT
“Ava,” he pulled her to a stop.He felt like such an ass. She’d opened up to him. Showed a different side of herself. Shared herself. Been honest about her desires. And he’d squashed all that…just so he could keep his neat and tidy life in safe compartments. Which was ironic, considering that what he wanted to do with her was far from neat and tidy.“I didn’t mean to upset you,” he said, keeping his voice soft.
“You didn’t,” she said nonchalantly.But the words were too automatic. Too quick. She paused and glanced away. “You were being honest and I can appreciate that,” she amended.
She thought he was being honest? Far from it, beautiful. Honest was wanting to press her up against the side of the house, letting his hands and lips investigate everything his eyes could see.
“Then why won’t you look at me?” He gripped her upper arms and squeezed gently.
“Because–“ she cried, her gaze snapping to his. An electric current zapped between them, heating him from head to toe.
“Because…” he prompted, a heartbeat away from kissing her into oblivion.
Eyes pleading, she said, “if I look at you, I’ll want to kiss you. And if I kiss you, I won’t be able to stop.”