Two years ago, an enemy wolf caught me alone at the border.
He had a knife in one hand and a radio in the other. One call and I was dead.
He opened his hand instead. He said go. And he let me run.
I never learned his name. I never forgot his scent.
Now I'm walking back into Bone Hollow — alone, unarmed, carrying a peace treaty and a secret that could get me killed by my father, or by his.
I told myself I came to end the war.
I'm lying.
I came back for him. The silent, dangerous man who carves the boundary stones. The one who looks at me like I'm the answer to a question he's been asking his whole life.
He's a Sinner. I'm a King's daughter. Our packs have bled into the same dirt for years.
So why does crossing his line feel like coming home?
Genre: Paranormal Romance
He had a knife in one hand and a radio in the other. One call and I was dead.
He opened his hand instead. He said go. And he let me run.
I never learned his name. I never forgot his scent.
Now I'm walking back into Bone Hollow — alone, unarmed, carrying a peace treaty and a secret that could get me killed by my father, or by his.
I told myself I came to end the war.
I'm lying.
I came back for him. The silent, dangerous man who carves the boundary stones. The one who looks at me like I'm the answer to a question he's been asking his whole life.
He's a Sinner. I'm a King's daughter. Our packs have bled into the same dirt for years.
So why does crossing his line feel like coming home?
Genre: Paranormal Romance