Purity, Honesty, Chastity-they were all admirable traits, but when they came in the form of three headstrong, spirited, sinfully lovely sisters, they were…DANGEROUS VIRTUES.

From the moment Purity laid eyes on the stranger’s magnificent body, she felt anything but what her name implied. Who was the mysterious half-breed who’d bushwhacked the trail drive she was leading? And why did she find it impossible to forget his blazing, green-eyed gaze?

Though Pale Wolf had attacked her, though he was as driven to discover his brother’s killer as she was to find her long-lost sisters, Purity longed to make him a part of her life, just as her waiting softness longed to welcome his perfect masculine form. There might be nothing virtuous about her intentions toward Pale Wolf, but she knew their ultimate joining would be pure paradise.