LOGINThe Alpha's son thought he would humiliate me in front of everyone by rejecting me, but I turned the tables on him; I rejected him first! But now I'm paying the price for embarrassing the Alpha's son. I've been kicked out of my family home and I can't get a job. My life looks bleak and hopeless until a tall dark and handsome stranger shows up in the tavern with a small boy at his side. The newly widowed Jareth makes an insane proposal: A fake marriage. I get a home and the safety of his name. He gets a live-in babysitter for his kid. But he doesn't know that I'm no ordinary she-wolf, and something tells me that Jareth is hiding something too.
View MoreSarahI couldn’t hide in the bedroom forever.I found my clothes, dressed carefully, and stood in front of the small mirror on the back of the door. The mark on my shoulder was visible above the neckline of my shirt — a small, precise wound, the bruise already fading at the edges the way wolf wounds did. But the scar would last forever. I pulled my collar aside and looked at it for a moment.Then I left it exactly as it was and went to face the kitchen.All three were at the table. Kevin was eating porridge with focused efficiency, going through it like he had somewhere to be. Malachi had his hands around his coffee mug and was looking out the window with an expression of elaborate innocence. Jareth also gripped a coffee cup, but I noticed he wasn’t drinking it. It looked extra black this morning.My heart warmed when I looked at them, and I thought in some strange way the four of us had become a family.I hadn’t had a real family since my mother died.Jareth looked up as I entered th
SarahI woke before dawn.For a moment I lay still, orienting myself. The room was the same room it always was — the crack in the ceiling, the thin curtain moving in the summer air, the familiar smell of the cottage. But the arm across my waist was not familiar, and the warm solidity of the body behind me was not familiar, and the tender ache in my shoulder where he had—I reached up and touched it. The mark. Slightly raised, already healing the way wolf wounds did, but unmistakably there.I lay still and thought about what I had done.No. That wasn’t right. I thought about what we had done. I had not been a passive participant by any measure and the man currently asleep behind me knew that better than anyone. I pulled his head down. I made the choice with full knowledge of what it meant.I also thought about the fact that Jasper and I had been together for months, doing the deed on a regular basis, but he had never marked me. He always had an excuse. Wait for the ceremony, wait until
JarethI found Kevin in the barn with Malachi, the two of them engaged in what appeared to be a serious strategic discussion about the best placement of a chicken roost they were building out of some slender pine boughs. Kevin was holding the hammer and giving directions while Malachi listened with the gravity they apparently deserved.“Keep Kevin with you tonight,” I told Malachi.He looked at me. One look, brief, amused, and entirely too perceptive. “Sure,” he said, and went back to the chicken roost discussion without another word.I walked back to the cottage.The kitchen was clean, the dinner things washed and put away, the beans that Sarah and Malachi had shelled were now simmering on the back of the stove. It was remarkable how she had somehow turned the ramshackle cottage into a proper home.No light showed under Sarah’s door.I stood outside the closed door for a moment.Fifteen years of discipline. The mission first, always the mission. No time to worry about finding a mate
SarahMalachi had been helping me shell beans for the better part of an hour. He sat with his elbows propped on the table, splitting the pods with his thumb nails like he was the most domestic man in the world.But deep down I knew there wasn’t a domesticated bone in his body.I hadn’t asked for his help.. I had come in from the garden with a full basket and he had simply sat down across from me and started helping, without asking, without ceremony.The nice thing about Malachi - he was easy company. No undercurrents, no careful weight to every word. He just talked. He had opinions about everything and a dry humor that made it hard not to smile and he asked questions like he actually wanted the answers.“Those chickens,” he said. “I heard Jareth brought them home for supper.”“That’s true,” I said.“And yet here they are, still roosting on my cot.”“They lay eggs,” I pointed out. “And they have personalities.”He looked at me. “I’m aware,” he said, with feeling. “The fat one likes to
Jasper I hadn’t shifted in eleven days. Not for lack of trying. Every morning I went to the tree line at the eastern edge of the pack house grounds, stripped off my shirt in the early heat, and stood in the shadow of the pines waiting for my wolf to come. Every morning he refused. Not with the cl
Felicia The door swung shut behind him and didn’t latch. It never latched. He had never fixed it and I had long ago stopped believing it was an oversight. I waited until the sound of his footsteps on the path had faded completely — past the blackthorn hedge, down the bank, across the creek. I kne
JarethKevin was in bed and the cottage was quiet before I let myself think about the call I needed to make.Sarah had gone to her room without being asked — she had an instinct for when I needed space that I had stopped questioning and started being grateful for. Through the wall I could hear the
SarahJareth had been up before me, which wasn’t unusual. What was unusual was that he was already deep in quiet conversation with Malachi at the kitchen table when I came out, a map spread between them that they folded away with practiced casualness the moment I appeared.I made coffee for everyon






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