As a lone wolf, I’ve been out on my own for a long time.
I keep my distance from humans and stay hidden in the woods, making sure I never get too close.
Until the day I find her lying on the forest floor, beaten, broken, alone.
I never expected my mate to be a human, or so beautiful. Everything about her makes me want to mark her and claim her as mine. But I can’t, I won’t. Not yet.
Things get worse when she tries to escape, and the wolf in me breaks free, revealing the beast beneath. My mate can run, but she can never hide.
