Jenelle is stranded and alone in the south of France, after giving up her successful life in Seattle to move in with her boyfriend, Gilles. After her romance turns sour, she is sitting outside a cafe trying to figure out how to make a go of her new life alone in Europe, when she spots a stranger watching her. After she gets into trouble and the mystery guy comes to her rescue, Jenelle is prompted to take a reckless chance that will change her life for ever. This is the first installment of the For the Love of the Pack seriesWarning: This 7,000-word erotic romance short story features one smoking hot French wolf shifter and some extremely graphic sexual content. Not suitable for readers under 18.ExcerptThe sun was hazy but climbing higher in the sky, so I put on my shades and relaxed for a while, enjoying the warmth of the sun on my skin. I slipped off the thin gray cardigan I was wearing over my sleeveless summer dress - my favorite, with its huge blue tea roses on a white cotton background - and ignored the lecherous glance that provoked from the two vagrants standing around nearby drinking cheap wine from the bottle. Mamans with small children strolled by, mingling easily with the groups of unemployed youths who loitered in small knots, shouting and joking. I pulled my notebook out of my canvas bag, ready to jot down some thoughts - and then I noticed him.I don't know how long he had been standing there. The sunlight that dappled the greenery had almost camouflaged him. I'm sure he hadn't followed me to the park: it must have been a coincidence. But again, he was staring at me, and this time I felt even uneasier, without the protection afforded by the crowds sitting outside the cafe.I decided to ignore him and to get on with what I was doing, but as I began to write down some ideas, I could feel his eyes on me and my heart racing. He was no more than twenty yards away, standing there motionless, with his cellphone in his hand. One minute passed, then two. I looked up