08/01/2026 Deals

Following network signs, he tracked me down, tore two hunters off me, and when his hand closed around my arm, my body betrayed me with one word: “Mine!”

A pack wolf. Fated mate. The exact thing a woman running from the people who made her into a weapon can’t afford to want.

Rook Maddox is everything I should avoid—steady, lethal, guttingly loyal to a pack that would put me down if they knew what I really am.

He hauls me behind pack boundaries to keep me safe. He shouldn’t.

Every hour we are together the bond pulls tighter, making it harder to fight the connection neither of us expected.

The way he sets his body between me and every threat, the way his hands already know what they want… I could go under and never come up.

Except the monsters who own me just caught my scent again. They still have my brother. And they’ve started a clock asking me to betray the one wolf I cannot sacrifice.

So here’s what I’m going to do. Let Rook believe the worst. Slip his pack’s perimeter in the dark.

Walk back into the collar I clawed my way out of before my mate gets himself killed trying to save me.

He’ll come after me anyway. He always does. God help us both when he catches up.