I crave her scent. I can’t stay away. Nothing can keep me from claiming the new waitress at the diner. Except for her other mate, the scent match I didn't know existed. He's a stranger to me and our pack, but now we must work together. Two mates for our female. Our mate is human, untouched. She doesn't know about our kind. We must convince her to accept not one, but two mates. Two cowboys in her bed. Two dominant wolves to protect her. And my scent match's wolf is turning feral with need.

We see a female, we want her. But she’s a wolf biologist prepared to expose us to the world. We scent a female, we claim her. Except we can’t claim the one who could destroy our pack. We touch a female, we give her two marks. Yet we can’t mark her without sharing everything. Because in the Two Marks pack, shifters share. Two cowboys for every mate. If she can ever be ours.

Women want me for my money. My name. I'm South Wainright, and winning my heart means the keys to Billionaire Ranch. Getting in my bed's one thing, but my heart's off limits. Until I see her. The maid. She's new to town. A beautiful mystery. Sweet, shy, and...not interested. For some reason, she doesn't want a man with a fortune, which means we're perfect for each other. I fall and fall hard. Except Maisey's living a lie. She is a lie. Because after a lifetime of deception, I need the truth.

A bachelor auction. I was in an f-ing bachelor auction. I wasn’t a cow. A bull, definitely. When the ladies started to bid, it was looking rough. Until she placed the winning bid. The one I wanted. The woman who’d kneed me in the balls the other day. Yeah, I was hot for a woman who wanted nothing to do with me. I was a guy obsessed. She might be the teacher, but she was going to learn she was all mine - and I wasn’t letting her go.

They might call me Sir Loin of Beef, but when I see Kaitlyn for the first time, stick a fork in me, I'm done. But I won't claim her alone. Jed Cassidy and I share everything, and that includes her. If the sweet little librarian isn't ready to be wrangled by two rodeo champs, we'll just have to break her in nice and slow. She's ours. We will win her over - body and soul - and when we do? Well, let's just say we'll give her a hard ride...and it'll last a hell of a lot longer than eight seconds.