By Patricia Briggs
Vehicle mechanic Mercy Thompson has consistently recognized there has been whatever varied approximately her, and never simply the way in which she will be able to make a VW engine sit up straight and beg. Mercy is a shapeshifter, a expertise she inherited from her long-gone father. She's by no means identified any others of her style. until eventually now.
An evil is stirring within the depths of the Columbia River-one that her father's humans may well be aware of whatever approximately. And to have any desire of surviving, Mercy and her mate, the Alpha werewolf Adam, will desire their help...
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