LOGIN"So my one-night stand is now my boss, the father of my three-year-old, and literally called 'The Executioner'?" Lora rebuilt her life as a fierce single mom after one night of rebellion left her pregnant. Her mysterious stranger? Ancient history. Until Lord Erin Marrock—werewolf nobility and part-time executioner—walks into her design firm. Their first meeting involves her calling his demands "corporate peacocking." Their second involves her son casually shifting into a wolf pup during a tantrum at the playground. Now they're locked in the custody battle from hell, complete with his supermodel girlfriends and her nice human boyfriend. But when enemies target their son, mutual hatred becomes irrelevant. Because the only thing more dangerous than a werewolf protecting his heir is a mama protecting her son. Enemies-to-lovers paranormal romance featuring a sharp-tongued single mom and a werewolf with serious control issues.
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It was the first snow. I gasped in delight as I looked up to the sky and a giggle escaped my lips when a fragment of snow dropped on my nose. It was just the second week of November and it was snowing already.
I heard that experiencing the first snow with the one you loved would make your relationship last longer. I turned around and spotted him getting out of a car as he bowed slightly to someone in the car.
He told me of how generous his boss was to the extent that he always dropped him off because he was his assistant. Bosses like that sure are difficult to find.
The car zoomed past me and for a split second, I caught sight of what looked like a female in the back seat. I thought his boss was a man. Were men supposed to have long red hair?
“Baby.”
His deep voice brought me out of my thoughts and I turned to see him walk up to me with a smile and all my worries vanished in an instant.
“Jaxie, you're home.” I breathed and he nodded as he leaned in and brushed the snow off my hair. I could have sworn that my face looked like a cooked red lobster right now.
That's an effect that he's always had on me.
“How lucky are we that we get to see the first snow together? I think we're more than soulmates.” He muttered as his eyes locked onto mine and my heart pounded wildly in my chest.
Damn it, how lucky am I to have such a man standing by my side?
“Legend says that if two lovers witness the first snow together, they'll last forever. Isn't that cute?” I replied and he chuckled softly as he took my hand in his and we walked inside.
“That's definitely a myth. But I don't mind believing it for you. Anything for my baby.” He squeezed my hand gently as he pushed open the door and we walked inside the apartment that we rented together.
“Let's dance to Snowman together,” I suggested as I took out my phone and played Snowman by Sia with a wide smile on my face.
“Not now baby, I'm a bit too tired. How about we have dinner first? That sounds like a better idea.” He said with a yawn and my shoulders dropped in disappointment but I quickly covered it up with a smile.
“Okay then, I'll warm it up and bring it to the table soon,” I mumbled with a sad tone, hoping that he would notice but he just smiled at me and placed a peck on my head before sauntering to the bedroom.
I let out a sad sigh as I started to set the dining table while humming to the music playing on my phone. I've always wanted to dance to this song with him, especially during this holiday season but he's never been interested.
The song was interrupted by a notification and I wiped my hands on a towel as I picked up the phone. A smile formed on my face and my sour mood was immediately replaced by excitement.
I had successfully booked us a beautiful spot on the largest cruise ship in Toronto for a month! Jax had always wanted to spend his holidays on a cruise ship like this one and I made sure that his wish came to pass this year.
Yes, I'm crazy, I used my whole year's savings just for this. But who cares? Love is crazy, isn't it?
I finished setting the table with a slight bounce on my feet, and I was barely able to contain my excitement. This wasn't the only surprise I had for him, I couldn't wait to share it all with him already!
He finally walked out of the room putting on his loose shirt and boxers and a towel in his hand that he used to dry his beautiful silky hair. I just couldn't get enough of this man.
He did have his flaws, but they were very little. Like how he wouldn't dance to Snowman with me even though we've been dating for five years, or how he would never let me put on his clothes, which of course made me sad.
But he was the sweetest. Call me whatever you want, but he ignored other girls just to be with me, you could call me the luckiest girl alive.
“A penny for your thoughts, baby?” His voice interrupted my thoughts as he sat in front of me and I shook my head immediately as I smiled and picked up my spoon.
“I was just admiring my handsome boyfriend,” I replied and he chuckled as he leaned his chin on his hand and gazed at me for a while.
“What?” I asked, suddenly becoming self-conscious about how he stared at me.
“I was just admiring my beautiful girlfriend.” He answered and I flushed instantly. I quickly gulped down a glass of water as I looked everywhere but his face.
“You're even more beautiful when you blush.” He added and my brain left my body.
Just kill me already, Jax.
“Let's just eat.” I squeaked as I started eating and he let out a low laugh as he dug into his meal. That laughter made something in my belly flip.
“Jaxie, I have a surprise for you. Two, actually.” I started and his smile faltered as he raised his head to look at me.
“Are you pregnant?” He asked in horror and my face fell at how horrified he looked right now. If I was pregnant, wouldn't that be a good thing?
“No- no, I'm not. But why do you make it sound like a bad thing?” I questioned, feeling slightly offended by how he responded.
“No, baby, it's not like that. I just… I still have a long way to go and I'm not ready to be a father yet. Since you're not pregnant, you can go ahead and tell me what it is.”
I guess his words were understandable. I proceeded to tell him about the surprise when his phone rang. His countenance changed as he picked up the call immediately, replied with an “I'll be there”, and then hung up.
“Baby, I got to go.” He rushed out of the chair and grabbed his jacket by the couch, not even bothering to change into something appropriate.
“But-” He didn't give me a chance to speak. He simply pecked me on my forehead and rushed out of the house, leaving me alone with my surprise hanging in the air.
Yeah, another flaw that my boyfriend had. He could leave me alone anytime, anywhere just for his boss. I mean, he was such a hardworking young man, right?
I walked to the window and saw him run down the road, probably heading to the bus stop. I let out a sigh as I sat on the couch and ran my hand through my hair.
“But what about me?”
LORAThe pack grounds stretched before me under moonlight that turned everything silver and sacred. Hundreds of wolves gathered in a perfect circle, their eyes reflecting the torches that ringed the ceremonial space with ancient reverence that made my skin prickle.I stood at the edge wearing white silk that felt heavier than armor, my hands trembling with nerves that had nothing to do with the cool night air. Elena had braided flowers into my hair with the careful and intricate design of someone readying a bride for a ritual she'd witnessed countless times."You look beautiful," she whispered with the warm reassurance of a sister I'd never had.But my eyes were locked on Erin across the circle. Shirtless, wearing white pants that hung low on his hips, he looked otherworldly in the moonlight that painted silver across the defined muscles of his chest and shoulders. The pack markings tattooed on his left shoulder blade seemed to writhe in the flickering torchlight with life of their
LORAThe main hall of Erin’s estate in Portland buzzed with conversation. We’d decide to move there to meet with other park members and elders for proper introduction. Pack members who'd watched me with suspicion eight hours ago were actually talking to me. Not at me, but with me."Your response to Marcus was brilliant," said a woman I'd never spoken to before. Her eyes held genuine respect. "Most humans would have crumbled under that kind of attack."I sipped wine from a crystal glass, having a bit more inner peace that I have ever felt since Erin entered into my life. The liquid warmed my throat, but I barely tasted it. My mind was still processing what had happened. We'd won. Actually won.Erin stood across the room with Lucian, deep in conversation with pack leaders. Every few minutes his eyes found mine. The look he gave me sent heat racing through my chest. Pride. Relief. Something deeper that made my stomach flutter with joy."Ms. Blake." The voice cut through the celebration
LORAThree hundred wolves in one room. The smell hit me first. Power and politics and barely controlled aggression. Made my graphic designer brain think of corporate boardrooms, except here people could literally tear your throat out.I followed Elena through the massive doors, counting steps like she taught me. One, two, three. My heels clicked against marble floors so polished I could see my reflection. The formal robes felt heavy, but Elena was right. They were armor.Every eye tracked my movement. Whispers followed behind us like shadows. I caught fragments: "human," "child," "pretending." The same words I'd been hearing for months, but they hit differently here. Sharper.Marcus stood near the front with his supporters. Distinguished silver hair, expensive suit, the kind of smile that never reached his eyes. A predator in politician's clothing. He nodded at me once. Polite. Respectful. Complete bullshit.Vivienne sat three rows back, dressed like she was attending Fashion Week ins
LORAGod, I hated mornings. Especially this one. Elena's study felt too quiet, too formal, like those museums where you're afraid to breathe wrong. My coffee sat untouched on her ancient desk. Third cup today and my hands still wouldn't stop shaking."Again." Elena stood like a queen. No coffee for her. Just perfect posture and patience I didn't have. "Walk to the window. Remember your steps."Right. Steps. Because apparently, I couldn't even walk right anymore.I tried counting in my head. One, two, three... My heel caught the carpet. Stupid fancy rug. Stupid formal training. Stupid pack politics."Stop." Elena sighed. Not angry. Worse. Disappointed. "You're fighting it.""I'm trying not to.""That's the problem." She crossed the room, all fluid grace. "You're thinking too hard. Feel it instead."Easy for her to say. She probably came out of the womb knowing proper pack protocol. Me? I was just trying not to embarrass my kid.Alex. The thought of him steadied me. He was probably havi






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