Raven
I don’t do social events. I’d rather be inside with a book, especially on Halloween.
So when my best friend invites me to a bachelor auction, I kick and scream.
Enter six and a half feet of steaming, hot werewolf, and this Halloween just got interesting.

Cullen
Raven is far too young for me, but something is pulling me toward her.
The sight of her supple body makes me want to howl at the moon.
Is it love or does this Little Red Riding Hood need to be devoured by the Big Bad Wolf?

Maybe both.