Lili's life had never been very exciting, so she hoped her cousin's wedding would provide some entertainment in her life. What she didn't expect was to almost kill a man on her way to the ceremony. She definitely didn't expect to get chased by naked men in middle of the forest. Oh, and she sure as heck didn't foresee a hot mountain of a man giving her the hottest sex of her life. But, hey, it happens.

Cade Wynters wants revenge. He's got the perfect plan: Abduct his former friend's fiancee and keep her past the wedding date. He never thought he'd find his mate in the abducted, sassy-mouthed, curvy goddess. Lili's giving him a run for his money and he loves every second of it. Crap definitely hits the fan when he realizes he took the wrong woman, and she doesn't handle being lied to very well.

Cade's brother is working behind the scenes to take control of his pack. Someone's trying to hurt his mate and he still hasn't told Lili she's probably going to grow fur. It's the final countdown and Cade needs to get Lili to forgive him while keeping her safe. Easier said than done. He's ready to give up his pack to keep his mate...and he might have to.

Reader's Note: Hang on to your batteries my alpha loving curvies. This is going to be rollercoaster ride of dirty, fun and crazy sarcasm. As with all my books, adults only, please. That means if you're a prude and don't like it hot or dirty talk, step away from the book. All others, I love you freaky people.

***Previously released under the same title. Has been edited and expanded with additional 20K words of new storyline***

Chapter 1

“Where’s the damn margarita machine?” Shayleen hollered from Lili’s kitchen.

In the living room, Lili yelled back, “Look on the back porch.”  There was so much to do before the guests arrived for the bridal shower, she hadn’t had time to set up the contraption.

One of the women sitting on the sofa moaned after taking a bite of a decadent chocolate ball. “Lili, I’ve got to have this recipe. It’s so good.”

“Yeah,” Lili replied, “I’m really proud of my balls.” The group of women broke into a fit of giggles. “More wine?”

Shayleen’s soon-to-be mother-in-law raised her glass. “That would be wonderful. It’s not every day your only son marries his mate.” 

Lili smiled and hurried to the kitchen. Shayleen lugged in the drink machine and plopped it on the counter. “Could you have gotten anything bigger? Geesh, Lil.”

She’d rented the largest machine available— a three tanks, twelve gallons slushy maker.

“Are you kidding?” she answered. “With your in-laws who can drink a five-gallon bucket of alcohol and not even get a buzz?” 

Her friend bumped a fist on her hips. “That would suck. Never having a buzz. That’s one reason I’m glad I’m not a wolf-shifter.”

“Does make it easy for Brandon to be your designated driver all the time.”

“Yeah, but I don’t have to worry about that for a while.” Shayleen placed her hand on her lower stomach.

Lili sighed, hating that she was jealous of her best friend. The woman had it all: tall, blond wolf-shifter fiancé, all the money she would ever need, and now a baby. All Lili wanted. Everything she figured she’d never have.

Not that there was anything wrong with her. Well, she had a tendency to be a little bossy. She didn’t like being told what to do. She could stand to lose a few pounds…or twenty, but who the heck was counting, right?

Every female shifter in the living room was a long-legged, shiny haired, perfect teeth, bean pole. Everything Lili wasn’t. It was easy to spot her and Shayleen’s family from Brandon’s wolf shifters.

“Aunt Patty doesn’t know yet, does she?” Lili gestured at her friend’s still-flat abs.

“Good god no. She’d have kittens,” Shayleen whispered. Lili laughed at the image. Aunt Patty with her matronly gray skirt that fell to her knees, black pumps, hair bun, and lips constantly puckered in a sour face. 

“Did you call the decorator to order those crystal snowflakes we talked about? Those will look amazing hanging off the baby pines centerpieces.” 

“Of course. What kind of winter wedding doesn’t include snowflakes? I might even get a snow machine if the white stuff doesn’t show up soon.” 

Shayleen’s face lit up and Lili groaned. She knew that expression much too well. It had gotten them into trouble countless times as kids.

“I got an idea.” Famous last words. “Since you’re my maid of honor,” Shayleen said, “I need you to find a snow machine and have it delivered to the lodge the morning of the wedding.”

“Shayleen,” Lili said, “nobody is going to deliver that kind of thing all the way out there.” Shayleen’s lower lip turned down as if she were about to cry. God, Lili knew this look too. It always got her cousin what she wanted. Lili tried to use that trick but it failed every damn time.

“Okay, I’ll work on it.” She was such a pushover with her family and friends. She’d do anything for them. But when it came to business, she was an ice queen with nerves of carbonite. A meek mouse wouldn’t have worked her way through the ranks to become VP of the company’s biggest accounts.

The noise in the living room was becoming alarmingly loud. Lili grabbed another tray of finger foods and a bottle of wine.

Someone in the other room called out, “Where’s the bride-to-be? Get her out here.”

Lili grinned at Shayleen. “You’re being summoned, favorite cousin o’ mine.” Lili’s grin turned into a smile. “And I’m glad it’s you and not me.”

Shayleen swatted her with a dishtowel. “Just you wait. You’ll find a man soon.”

Lili snorted. Not likely.