Piccola Volpe: Little Fox (The Billie Mahoney Series Book 1)

XANDER Shes ours, even if she doesnt know it. Even if she isnt a wolf-shifter. Even if her shifter hasnt surfaced yet. Ive endured far too many years of torture and abuse with the only thought keeping me alive, the only thing that enabled me to endure the pain and agony being bestowed on me, was the hope of finding my divinely-chosen true-mate. Our true-mate. And theres no way in hell were losing her now that weve found her. She may not be a wolf but Im still her alpha and once her shifter emerges there will be no denying that factor us. JAXSON Of course, our true-mate would be the rare female who wouldnt want anything to do with us. Shes somehow been able to resist my charms. Which lets be real with my dazzling smile, mischievously spirited eyes, and playfully seductive personality is truly shocking. Not that shes completely immune. I see the way she bites the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from smiling or laughing at one of my hilarious comments. I see how her cheeks pinken ever so slightly when she catches sight of me right before averting her gaze. She can look away all she likes; well just stand in front of her until were all she sees. ETHAN The darkness Ive kept boxed up and sealed tight inside me stirred for the first time in years. One moment. One shared stare. One unguarded gaze. My ink-black eyes connecting with her green ones unveiled a shadow on her soul that matched mine. A loss like mine. And a guilt like mine. We are each others dark mirrors, and shes who Ive been waiting for since they were torn from my life. Since I was labeled as something unworthy and burdensome. Since I learned how letting others in can only hurt you. Since I started forming and molding my stoic if not cold exterior. She can deny our connection all she likes but it doesnt change anything. Her fox and our wolves are fated. Thus, we are fated. That is the truth. And truth is all there is. BILLIE Billie Mahoney, half Irish, half Italian, and apparently a fox-shifteryeah, shocked the hell outta me too. I thought my world had shattered enough for one lifetime. Ya know, orphaned at six, then some real growing years in foster care, and quality time on the streets of Boston until former boxing champion Micky OSullivan adopted me at the age of twelve. Listen, I know I've got some issues (dont we all). But with therapy, meds, exercise, and having Micky, his son Jimmy, and the rest of The Den in my corner, Im more or less a functioning member of society. A twenty-year-old college freshman (I repeated two grades, so what) on scholarship. Take that, all you bullies and doubters from my youth. But finding out I have another entity living inside me and can change into a fox? That three wolf-shifters ( hot-as-feck wolf-shifters) are apparently my mates ? Then add in aggressive wolf-shifter ex-girlfriends and a pack alpha whod rather kill me than have me mate one of his wolves (which hey Im not really too keen on the idea either I swear ). Lets just say none of my current coping strategies are gonna save me from this turd-tornado. Im Billie Mahoney. Ive been fighting for my life for longer than I can remember and am not about to stop now. If I die, it will be with bloody fists and a smile, cause theres no point in living if youre not having fun. Just ask my fox. Please This contains mature content and graphic sex scenes and is intended for adult readers.