I walked into the Iron Fang Reapers' clubhouse with a duffel bag, a potted plant, and enough optimism to fill the territory.
The enormous, scowling man in the kitchen looked at me like I was a problem he hadn't budgeted for.
Good. I've always been good at problems.
Grim hasn't smiled in eight years. He communicates in grunts, glares, and aggressively generous portions of the best food I've ever eaten. He keeps the whole pack running on sheer stubborn care — and pretends, very badly, that he doesn't care at all.
I have a secret that could destroy everything I've built here. He has a grief so old it's become architecture.
Neither of us was supposed to feel this.
But something about a man who slides meals under your door at two in the morning, without a word, without asking for anything back —
How do you not fall for that?
Genre: Paranormal Romance
The enormous, scowling man in the kitchen looked at me like I was a problem he hadn't budgeted for.
Good. I've always been good at problems.
Grim hasn't smiled in eight years. He communicates in grunts, glares, and aggressively generous portions of the best food I've ever eaten. He keeps the whole pack running on sheer stubborn care — and pretends, very badly, that he doesn't care at all.
I have a secret that could destroy everything I've built here. He has a grief so old it's become architecture.
Neither of us was supposed to feel this.
But something about a man who slides meals under your door at two in the morning, without a word, without asking for anything back —
How do you not fall for that?
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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