His Mate - Brothers - S-witch-eroo

Parker had to wonder if he was going insane, and if he wasn’t then, he thought he might be soon. Witch mates? Three of them for his pack – how much worse could it get?
He shouldn’t have asked that question; he’d tempted fate, and fate could be a real witch.

He’d found his mate, but he’d lost her again. When he hunted her down, she looked right, but her scent was all wrong. What the heck was going on?
Parker was about to find out that nothing was ever as it seemed where witches were concerned. Not these witches.

Trouble, mischief, a mystery, and wooing. This alpha had his hands full, and he was in for one mad-cap, laugh-out-loud ride.