The last of his kind… Rekkus is the last of the great Black Tiger weres, and he’s happy to stay that way. Working as security for the Wiccan Haus, a magical spa for inner healing, he has enough danger to keep him busy. Unfortunately, the Fates are not content with him being comfortable. Alone and discouraged… Dana has walked away from everything—her fiancé, family, job, and apartment. A stay at the Wiccan Haus may be the only way she can move on. But what she finds isn’t what she expects, nor is it what she thought she’d been seeking. If they can open themselves up they might discover that being together can be better than being alone and learn that passion can burn in those who least expect it. Meet the unusual residents of the Wiccan Haus. The staff can get a little hairy, and not all of the guests eat what’s served in the dining hall. But the Rowan siblings do what they can to make the resort a place of healing and peace, using all of their years of practice. At the Haus, where humans and paranormals reside side by side, everyone in need of the services are welcome. If some happens to fall in love then all the better. Welcome to the Wiccan Haus.