Direwolves are extinct ... aren't they?

Sienna Baycroft is head of canines at Central Park Zoo and it's no ordinary working week. There's a new guy in town and he's big and furry with piercing blue eyes. She's fascinated, so is the entire world. Where the hell did he come from? Where on earth has he been hiding for millennia?

Tarl is roaming the streets of New York. He has to get his mate out from behind bars, fast, if not, he'll die. After dropping into The Gin Room he finds himself drawn to a pretty woman sitting alone. Before he knows it, they're ripping each other's clothes off and releasing the stress of the day.

But when morning comes and he finds out where she works, what her skills are, he knows he was drawn to her for a reason. And could that reason be about more than saving Grady? Could it be about saving an entire species that is now teetering on the brink of extinction?