Page 83 of Animal Tamer

I’ve buried soldiers. Broken enemies. Made impossible calls with blood on my hands and a straight face.

Discipline is the only reason I’m still alive.

Then Noah Reyes lands in my unit.

Twenty-three. Reckless. Mouthy.

Too pretty for his own damn good.

And under my command.

He should be just another soldier. Another name on a roster. Another body to keep alive in a war neither of us started.

Instead, he becomes my worst mistake waitingto happen.

Because “Yes, sir” has never sounded so sweet.

He’s my subordinate.

My responsibility.

My temptation.

And if I touch him, I could ruin us both.

But when the war turns brutal and Noah ends up in the line of fire, I stop pretending there’s anything honorable left in me.

Because he isn’t just my soldier anymore.

He’s mine.

And God help anyone who tries to take him from me.

My Forbidden Commanderis a high-heat MM military romance featuring a possessive Special Forces commander, his reckless younger subordinate, forbidden desire, dangerous missions, power imbalance, praise, punishment, “yes, sir” tension, and absolutely no chill.

And let’snot forget Diesel’s Desire, book two of the Wicked Sinners MC! It’s coming this September, and Selena and I can’t wait for you to read it.

Seventeen years ago, I buried Penny Carpenter in my past.

Back then, she was everything.

My first. My only. Mine in every way that mattered.

We were supposed to be forever. Until I chose the life.

The MC wasn’t just a club—it was blood, loyalty… destiny.

And once she got a taste of what that world really was, she left to earn a badge.

I thought I was over her... until she stormed back into our hometown, back into my life.

Seventeen years older. Just as fucking beautiful.

Untouchable in that uniform she wears like armor.

And now she’s digging into shit that should stay six feet under, shit that leads directly to my club.

She stands on one side of the law. I live on the other.

We were never supposed tocollide again.

But the second I look at her, I realize the truth I’ve been running from all these years—I never really let her go.

And now that she’s back?

I don’t care what badge she wears… or what it costs me.

This time, I’m not letting her walk away.