When you're in love with your best friend, you pick all the wrong guys.

I blame Rogue, my shifter best friend, for my poor taste in men. He's always looked after me like a big brother, except my feelings for him have never been sisterly. But when it comes to women, he's a playboy who has only ever seen me as a friend.

Take my latest boyfriend—make that ex-boyfriend. I dumped Harlem because he's been acting scary possessive, but he doesn't like the idea of being my ex. Now Rogue's coming to the rescue again. With a little careful digging, he's discovered Harlem's past with women is worse than scary—it's sick.

Plus, there's a hot new alpha in town, sniffing around my coffee shop and harassing the locals. And he really likes my scent. I sure can pick 'em.

With two dangerous guys on the prowl, Rogue's going to get all protective again. I just know it. But this time something's different. Maybe I'm dreaming, but it's like his bear thinks I'm his mate.