Feral Seduction (Feral Protectors 2) by Liv Brywood

disappeared for a few minutes, Brandy tried to figure out how to tell her uncle about her stalker. She decided to start from the beginning. He knew about the accident and trial already, so she just needed to tell him about the threatening phone call.
    As Luna returned, her brown ponytail swung behind her. “I forgot to ask if you want sugar.”
    “That would be great.”
    Luna turned just as the front door opened.
    “How is my naughty little tennis master?” her uncle called.
    Luna blushed slightly and bounced across the room to greet him. After a passionate kiss and hug, she waved her hand toward Brandy. “Guess who’s here?”
    Her uncle smiled. “I had no idea you were coming.”
    “I didn’t have a chance to call.” She’d been in such a panic that she’d left without telling anyone.
    “Let’s go sit in the back garden. Honey, can you bring me a glass of lemonade with just a hint of extra pep?”
    Brandy frowned behind his back as she followed him to the backyard. She hated being around people who drank. But, her uncle wasn’t anything like her father. Ben could actually hold his liquor. She often wondered if the difference was just a case of genetics. She hadn’t even known about her uncle’s existence until four years ago.
    On her deathbed, her uncle’s mother, Joyce, had confessed that she’d had a secret child when she was sixteen years old. The child, Brandy’s father, had lived less than ten miles from his biological mother and he didn’t even know it.
    Her father had taken Brandy to the beach across from his biological mother’s home for years. He had no idea that he’d been adopted, so he never had the chance to meet her. But he did meet his brother. It had been an awkward reunion, but in the end, Ben had embraced his half-brother.
    After getting settled in a garden chaise, Ben asked, “So what brings you here? How’s your father doing?”
    “He’s still in prison. Other than that, I don’t know.”
    “You haven’t been to visit him?”
    “No. I can’t bring myself to see him locked up. What he did was terrible, but he needs help. Locking him up like an animal won’t change anything.” Her heart thumped in her chest as she prepared to ask for his help.
    “I haven’t been to see him either,” Ben admitted.
    “I will, soon. There’s something else I needed your help with.”
    Luna returned with the spiked lemonade. She handed it to Ben, then sat on the edge of his chaise.
    Ben took a sip. “Shoot.”
    “Well, this is probably going to sound a little crazy, but someone is stalking me.”
    He lowered his glass. “What?”
    “Someone left me a threatening message the other night and they’ve been chasing me.”
    He sat up right with a look of intense concentration. “Tell me everything.”
    She relayed the details to him, ending with being attacked in the forest. “…and if Stryde hadn’t saved me, I would be dead right now.”
    Her uncle’s face darkened. “Did you say Stryde?”
    “Yes, he mentioned that you know him.”
    “Yeah, I know him.” He scowled.
    “What’s wrong?” Brandy asked.
    “Stryde’s dangerous. I know this is going to sound nuts, but he’s not… normal.”
    “Because he’s a werewolf?”
    Ben narrowed his eyes. “How do you know that?”
    “He showed me. The stalker was right behind me and Stryde shifted into a wolf.”
    Luna shifted in the chair, suddenly looking uncomfortable. “Those wolves are disgusting animals. You should stay far away from them before they ruin your life.”
    Ben said, “Honey, why don’t you go inside while we talk.”
    “Okay, honey.” She kissed him on the cheek and left.
    Brandy didn’t like where the conversation was headed. “The stalker almost killed me. I jumped on Stryde’s back and he ran to safety. I owe him my life.”
    Ben stood. His tone took on a dark undercurrent. “You don’t owe him shit. He’s been warned about interacting with humans. I don’t want his kind around here. Stay away