After years of pushing down her feelings, Celina is ready to bring her family together. But she doesn’t know where her mate lives. Before she goes on the hunt, she decides to leave her daughter with her sister to keep her safe. When she finds Pico, she must convince him she was wrong for keeping them apart and how she wants her family to be whole once more.
For five long years, Pico has lived apart from his mate and little girl Alia, who’s more witch than wolf. They both need a coven and he can’t provide it for her in his wolf only pack in California. Pack problems have grown tense, and he’s ready to fight to the death to keep them safe. The moment he finds Celina on the side of the road, everything changes.
Will Pico and Celina be able to work things out and get their second chance? Or are they doomed to repeat the past? Find out in the first installment of the Legend Series- Celina.
Im so hooked on this series. It kinda makes me believe in love again. I love the way this story is wrote Mckayla knows how to write a story and I think this was the hardest one for her to write.. Its free so there is no excuse not to read it you will get hooked
denise
5.0 out of 5 stars It kinda makes me believe in love again. I love the way this story is … Reviewed in the United States on October 22, 2017 Verified Purchase
After returning to her coven to train her child for the past 5 years, Celina decides she is going to find Pico & make their family whole, not caring what her coven has to say about anything… Pico, not one to put himself 1st before the safety & concern of his family despite wanting to be with Celina & their daughter more than anything, knows that unless they shift, both mother & daughter needed the coven…i loved the chemistry between the characters… keep up the great work 🙂
Jennifer
5.0 out of 5 stars short, but still great 🙂
Reviewed in the United States on October 21, 2017 Verified Purchase
“You must be a witch because your ass is bewitching me bad.” The male’s voice broke into Celina’s thoughts as she was walking back to her sister and friend. The bar was crowded for a Monday but that had a lot to do with the summer month of July. Everyone was trying to party as much as they could before the cold weather returned.
“That was awful.” Celina chuckled as she turned to the male trying to pick her up. He would have no clue she was a witch unless he was a wolf. Her breath stopped in her lungs as she took in his sharp features, stubble dusted jaw, and dark hair.
“It was. Sorry, I normally have a good wing man but he had to go back home.” He shrugged.
“Why wouldn’t he come out on a night like this?” The spring air held a crisp side to it from all the rain in the last few days.
“He had responsibilities to take care of.” He pushed his fingers through his dark brown hair.
“I see. Well, wolf, are you going to touch me or keep staring like an idiot?” Celina rose an eyebrow.
“What’s your name?” His eyes captured her attention, making her body tingle.
“Celina. Yours?” Celina wondered about what he looked like without clothes for a moment.
“Pico.” He slid off his chair and moved over, his body hovering an inch or two away from Celina. She wanted to touch him just to fuck with him but barely resisted. His eyebrow rose a bit, bringing attention to his brown eyes. “Are you sure you want to play that game?”
“What would happen if we imprinted?” Celina licked her lips, the wolf was sexy as hell and she wondered if all the rumors about wolves were true, like their long stamina and ripped abs.
Pico leaned in closer, yet still not touching her, so his hot breath tickled her ear when he spoke. “I would take you back to my hotel room and fuck you until morning.”
“And if we don’t imprint? Can I get the same treatment?” Celina was on thin ice right now, playing with a werewolf, but she couldn’t help herself. Her body ached for him to touch her and something inside of her screamed to kiss him.
“If you’re up for it, then maybe I could help you with some of your naughty fantasies.” Pico’s voice rumbled into her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Her core clenched in anticipation.