I walked into a dying Alpha's room for $180,000. Not a love story.
He hadn't let a single doctor touch the jagged scar above his heart.
The exact place where a mate bond should have formed and didn't.
The contract was simple: live in, keep him breathing, take the money.
My aunt's acid-burned face reminded me daily what loving an angry man costs.
I doused myself in scent-blockers, swearing to keep this strictly professional.
But his feral wolf went dead quiet the moment I walked in.
He grabbed my wrist the second my fingers brushed his ruined skin.
He told me I was just a contract nurse, and I agreed.
Until my violent ex-fiancé tracked me down outside the packhouse.
Alpha Jones materialized from the shadows, shoving him into the concrete.
"No one speaks to her like that in my territory. No one."
His massive hand stayed on my waist, burning through my scrubs.
He is supposed to be dying, and I am supposed to leave.
If I fix his failing heart, will I be able to walk away?
Genre: Romance
He hadn't let a single doctor touch the jagged scar above his heart.
The exact place where a mate bond should have formed and didn't.
The contract was simple: live in, keep him breathing, take the money.
My aunt's acid-burned face reminded me daily what loving an angry man costs.
I doused myself in scent-blockers, swearing to keep this strictly professional.
But his feral wolf went dead quiet the moment I walked in.
He grabbed my wrist the second my fingers brushed his ruined skin.
He told me I was just a contract nurse, and I agreed.
Until my violent ex-fiancé tracked me down outside the packhouse.
Alpha Jones materialized from the shadows, shoving him into the concrete.
"No one speaks to her like that in my territory. No one."
His massive hand stayed on my waist, burning through my scrubs.
He is supposed to be dying, and I am supposed to leave.
If I fix his failing heart, will I be able to walk away?
Genre: Romance
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