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By the Author

A Royal Romance

Courting the Countess

Dapper

Royal Rebel

Unexpected

Charming the Vicar

Royal Court

Wooing the Farmer

Someone to Love

The Duchess and the Dreamer

Royal Family

Home Is Where the Heart Is

Sweet Surprise

Wild for You

Hunger for You

Longing for You

Wolfgang County Series

Heart of the Pack

Soul of the Pack

Blood of the Pack

Acknowledgments

Thank you to all the BSB staff for their tireless hard work.

Thank you to Ruth for always helping my books be the best they can be, and thanks to my family for their support and encouragement.

Lou and Barney, thank you for always accepting me and my weirdness, and reminding me we are all a little weird.

Dedication

To my darlin’ Lou,

I love being weird with you!

Prologue

I knew I shouldn’t have done this,” Flora Buchanan repeated over and over as she escaped from the suffocation of the large sandstone building in the Glasgow city centre. Panic propelled her faster and faster as she tried to get to the safety of her car. The car was parked across the street next to the casino. At half past nine at night, the city was dark and foreboding.

The town was full of noise, laughter, and merriment that winter evening. Most people would be enjoying the cosmopolitan atmosphere of modern Glasgow, but to Flora, every noise jarred her inside, and every laugh made her heart pound with fear.

Living with OCD and social anxiety was hard enough during the day, but at night it was ten times worse, the noise and the visual stimulation sending Flora into panic mode. It shouldn’t have come to this. Flora had one rule that she stuck by—never go out at night. The people, the lights, sights, and sounds were too much for her.

That rule had always kept her safe and secure, but as her OCD was getting progressively worse, a friend had persuaded her to go along to a support group, which of course only met at night.