The forest was off limits.
Or so I was told.
That only made me want to go that much more. I ignored all the warnings, and to the mountain I went.
I found out why I should have listened.
Because I found him.
He wasn’t a man, he was a beast. He wasn’t strong, he was strength itself.
He wasn’t the Big Bad Wolf. He was my Big Bad Love.
Big Bad Wolfe is a Little Red Riding Hood re-telling, with a strong heroine, a naughty alpha-hole, and just the right amount of primal kink that will heat you up and make you howl at the moon.
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