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  • Series: Wild About You Novel (Book 3)
  • Mass Market Paperback: 336 pages
  • Publisher: Signet (April 3, 2012)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0451237323
  • ISBN-13: 978-0451237323
  • Product Dimensions: 7.4 x 4.3 x 0.9 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 5.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.2 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (20 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #485,097 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

A romance writing career has brought Vicki Lewis Thompson many wonderful things –New York Times bestseller status, an appearance on LIVE with Regis and Kelly, the Nora Roberts Lifetime Achievement Award from Romance Writers of America, thousands of readers, many dear friends, and the cutest little yellow convertible in the world. Her career has also given her work she loves.
Although she’s written more than 100 books, she continues to be fascinated by the many ways that a man and woman fall in love. The age-old story remains a challenging puzzle to be solved anew with each book. That makes her a very lucky person, indeed. 

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Colin MacDowell was one jet-lagged werewolf. The trip from Scotland to Aunt Geraldine’s private island off the coast of Washington State hadn’t seemed this arduous the last time he’d made it. Apparently a seventeen-year-old pup could take more travel abuse than a thirty-two-year-old Were.

A dark-haired werewolf in human form named Knox Trevelyan had greeted Colin at SeaTac International on this balmy June afternoon and had escorted him to a private helipad. Knox operated an air taxi service, one of many businesses owned by the powerful Trevelyan pack in the Seattle-Tacoma area.

“I’m really sorry about your aunt,” Knox said as he loaded Colin’s suitcase and carryon into the helicopter.

“Thank you. It was a shock.” Colin was touched by the sincerity in Knox’s voice.

Colin’s Scottish aunt and her Vancouver-born mate, Henry Whittier, had avoided Trevelyan pack politics in favor of a quiet existence on their little island. Henry’s death a few years ago hadn’t made much of a stir in the local Were community, which was how Geraldine had wanted it. Colin hadn’t expected anyone to mourn Geraldine’s passing, either.

“I was there when she died,” Knox said.


“Yeah. Her personal assistant, Luna Reynaud, called me in the middle of the night. I flew over to the island with the best Were medical team in Seattle. They tried, but they couldn’t save her. Her heart just gave out.”

“So it was you who made that emergency run?” Colin held out his hand to the pilot. “I can’t tell you how grateful I am for that.”

Knox returned his handshake firmly. “I wish we’d been in time.”

“From what her lawyer said, nobody could have made it in time. But considering how they’d avoided being part of the community, you went beyond what could be expected.”

“They didn’t have much of a pack mentality, but they donated generously to our environmental work.”

Colin nodded. “I did know about that.”

“Besides, Geraldine was a hoot. I’d pick her up every month or so for her recreational shopping trips in Seattle. Even after Henry passed away, she still loved hitting the resale shops for designer clothes and shoes.”

“I’m sure she did.” The thought was bittersweet. Geraldine had specified that the contents of her closet be donated to charity, so he’d see to that while he was there. She’d willed a few pieces of jewelry to her household staff, and he’d distribute that, too.

Knox sighed. “Damn shame. Well, might as well get you over there.”

“Right.” Colin climbed into the small chopper. Once he was settled in, his jet-lagged brain nudged him to do the polite thing and ask how the Trevelyan pack was faring.

“Quite well,” Knox replied. “My father runs a tight ship, and all the various concerns, including my air taxi service, are showing healthy profits.”

“Excellent.” Colin remembered another bit of disturbing Were news that he wanted to check out while he was in America. “We got word over in Scotland about the Wallace pack— two brothers each taking human mates. Is any of that happening in your pack?”

“Not that I’ve heard. But I met Aidan and Roarke Wallace last year, and they both seem happy with their choices. Maybe taking a human mate can work in some cases.”

“It seems bloody reckless to me.” Colin had used those very words the last time he’d had an argument about human-Were mating with his younger brother, Duncan.

Knox shrugged. “Time will tell.”

“It’s a colossal mistake.” Colin shuddered at the possibility of humans breaching the security of the Were world. Through the ages, werewolves had suffered horribly whenever humans had uncovered their existence, so secrecy was the only protection they had.

Humans could be business associates, perhaps friends, and occasionally even lovers. But they couldn’t be trusted with the knowledge that Were packs controlled much of the wealth in major cities all over the world. One Were mating with one human risked all Weres losing everything, not to mention how it would dilute the werewolf gene pool.

Then there was the issue of whether the half-breed offspring would be Were or human, something the parents wouldn’t know until their child reached puberty. Colin couldn’t imagine waiting until then to discover if he’d sired a Were or a human. He shuddered at the thought.

Knox reached for his headset. “You could be right, but at this point it’s not a problem we’re dealing with in Seattle.” He turned to Colin. “Ready to go?”

“Yes.” Or as ready as he’d ever be. The sound of the rotor sabotaged any further conversation, and he was happy to slip back into his jet-lagged stupor. Exhaustion coupled with guilt sapped his desire for small talk.

Although he’d spent five summers on the island—from the age of twelve until he turned seventeen—he hadn’t been back since. What was done was done and he couldn’t change anything now, but regret weighed on his soul.

He could come up with a million excuses for why he hadn’t visited. He’d been busy earning an economics degree. Then he’d dealt with his father’s poor health, and eventually he’d taken over as laird of Glenbarra. But surely in the past fifteen years he could have spared a week or two?

Nostalgia gripped him as the chopper approached Seattle. The Space Needle rose like an exclamation mark that would forever identify the city, and would forever remind him of the day he’d spent playing tourist with Geraldine. She’d treated him to dinner in the Needle’s revolving restaurant where he’d gazed endlessly at the lights that sparkled below them like the Milky Way.

Closing his eyes, Colin leaned back against the headrest and dozed. He roused himself as the chopper veered northwest and skimmed over Puget Sound headed for the San Juans, an archipelago that included dozens of islands large and small. They all had official names on the map, but Colin had forgotten what his aunt’s island was called. Now he just thought of it as Le Floret.

On his first visit, he’d told Geraldine that the island looked like a giant clump of broccoli rising from the sea. She’d promptly declared they would call it Le Floret from now on instead of whatever boring name the map showed. She’d laughed whenever she’d told that story. She’d had a great laugh.

As Knox began the descent, wind from the spinning blades ruffled water bright as polished chrome. Colin blamed the glare for making his eyes water. Taking off his Wayfarers, he wiped away the moisture before settling the sunglasses back in place. Soon he’d walk into Whittier House, and Aunt Geraldine wouldn’t be there. That was going to be very tough.

A maverick to the end, she’d nixed the idea of a funeral. Her lawyer had read Colin her final instructions over the phone, and they were typical Geraldine. Just dump my ass—I mean ashes—in with Henry’s and sprinkle them on Happy Hour Beach while you toast us with a very dry martini. Make sure we’re shaken, not stirred.

Then the lawyer had dropped the bombshell. Geraldine had left all her worldly possessions—the island, the turreted, Scottish-style mansion Henry had built for her, and every valuable antique in that mansion—to Colin. It was an incredibly wonderful gesture, but he wished to hell she hadn’t done it.

Much as he’d loved his irreverent aunt, he had no use for an island and an estate halfway around the world from Glenbarra. Sure, he had some fond memories of Le Floret and Whittier House, but keeping the property would be sentimental and impractical. As the new laird, he couldn’t afford to be either.

Geraldine’s lawyer had provided the name of a reputable Were real estate agent from Seattle, and Colin had contacted him before leaving Scotland. The agent would arrive the following afternoon, which would give Colin a chance to scatter the ashes and get some sleep.

That left the matter of the staff at Aunt Geraldine’s estate. That old codger Hector was still the groundskeeper, but the others had been hired since Colin had last visited. Perhaps the new owner would need them, but if not, Colin would hand the more recent hires a generous severance check and a letter of recommendation. He’d set up some sort of pension for Hector in recognition of his many years of service.

Selling a place that had meant so much to his aunt didn’t make him particularly happy. Geraldine had probably hoped that he’d cherish the estate as she had. But he couldn’t imagine flying more than twelve hours each way and dealing with an eight-hour time difference on a regular basis.

Logically, he had no choice but to unload what could become an albatross around his neck. The proceeds would bolster the MacDowell coffers, and after years of his father’s financial neglect and Duncan’s carefree lifestyle, the coffers could use some bolstering.


The rapid beat of helicopter blades vibrated the crystal chandelier over Luna Reynaud’s head and sent music and rainbows dancing through the entry hall. Tension coiled in her stomach. This Scottish laird had the power to ruin everything for her and the rest of the staff if he refused t...

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They are funny and well written.
Pamela Hartje
It was a cute story, although halfway through the book it was pretty obvious that Colin and Luna would end up together.
This can be read as a standalone book or you can go back and enjoy this series from the beginning.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful By Jetches on July 28, 2012
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Well when you throw in a good Irish accent and make the man a werewolf I think my heart thumps a little faster. I am a werewolf girl. I've come to realize and accept this and the third book in the series introduces us to two weres falling in love with each other, but Colin is a little bit prejudice and Luna has been hiding her entire life. So they make for a different couple. At first it didn't seem that Colin was really into Luna, but of course his true colours show later on. And for a girl like Luna, who has been hiding all her life, she sure knows how to loosen up. I loved the characters. Thompson is very good at creating strong independent women, but for some reason they always take a step on the dependent side near the end. They always change their lives for the men in them. Sometimes this upsets me, but sometimes its seems to fit the characters and circumstances. Although the ending was a little bit awkward, and the bad guy in this story didn't feel so "bad" more "sad" I still enjoyed the characters and the story. I will be definitely keeping up with this series.
Luna: Independent, organized, cherishes what she has, and isn't fooling herself with what may be, instead she sticks to her guns and making it all happen.
Colin: Irish Brogue who happens to he a werewolf? Yes, please. Add a sentimental side to him and you have yourself a winner.
The plot was a little weak. I expected a "badder" bad guy. The ending of the story was also awkward, but considering I kept asking myself how they were going to do it in the end it seems to fit things well enough.
Overall (Writing style, story line, and general):
Awkward in some placed, but good overall.
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Colin MacDowell, alpha of a powerful Scotland clan, loved his aunt Geraldine but isn't happy she left him her mansion and island off the coast of Washington in her will. Arriving at the island brings back fond memories from his youth and after meeting his aunt's beautiful assistant Luna, Colin starts to think inheriting the island isn't so bad after all. After years of being alone, half were-half human Luna Reynaud finally found a home with Geraldine. Not wanting to leave her safe haven, Luna comes up with a profitable ideal of making it a exclusive shifter retreat. As she works to convince him her ideal is worth a shot, Luna finds herself becoming more and more attracted to the irresistible Colin but his belief that only pure blooded weres should mate may keep them apart.

Though Colin and Luna are nothing that I haven't already come across in this genre, I still thought they made a cute couple. Luna is an attractive, intelligent woman who lost her parents at a young age and didn't find out what she was until she hit puberty. She'd prefer to get by in life without anyone noticing her. Colin is handsome and smart and from a influential shifter pack. He's against human/were matings because of the threat of exposure. From the moment Colin arrives, a relationship starts to form but is threatened when Colin reveals his feelings on matings. Seemingly okay with the understanding there could never be anything serious between them, Colin helps Luna explore all the sexual wonders that comes with being a werewolf and it's not long before they become more emotionally involved than they wanted to be. Their relationship was predictable but I enjoyed watching them come out of their comfort zones to create a hot yet sweet relationship.
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By Vilia on July 1, 2013
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The Wild About You series breaks with tradition and features a half-breed heroine and pack leader rather than a human heroine and a werewolf but it still has the same cute and humorous vibe. Colin McDowell is a Scottish werewolf who inherits not only a mansion but an island from his Aunt Geraldine. Thinking it is too difficult to manage from afar given his responsibilities as pack alpha, he is determined to sell the place. Well, determined at least until he meets his aunt's charming sidekick, Luna (snicker). The racial/species stereotyping rears its ugly head again which is getting to be a bit monotonous.

Much is made of Luna's virginal status. As a half-breed, she dared not risk a relationship with either a human or a werewolf, even though we are assured a number of times that she really is hot. She knows next to nothing about werewolf habits which is a handy device for our author to describe her world. Colin is more than generous in helping acquaint her with the werewolf world by having lots of sex with her. Hmm. Colin however is your typical and traditional bigoted werewolf who was raised to be anti-human. The importance of keeping the bloodline pure blah, blah, blah is the kind of thing that leads to in-breeding and genetic disorders in the human world so I wouldn't be surprised if it popped up in Colin's pack. I amused myself by imagining a whole pack with haemophilia as a way to explain the lack of fighting. I was pleasantly surprised that Luna refused to listen to such rubbish - I wasn't sure she had such presence of mind - and end things. Colin then had to work to convince her that she needs him. He might look amazing in a kilt and have a Scottish accent but I felt like batting him over the head with a sign saying "just say no to inter-species discrimination".
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