LOGINShe’ll take the Alpha’s money. She’ll take his protection. But she’ll never take his bond. -------- Born to an addict mother and hunted by her debts, Solange was never good enough for Alpha Alistair Vance. He rejected their bond to protect his status and left her to survive a nightmare alone. She crawled out of the dirt by weaponizing the very thing she always despised... her beauty. Eight years later, Solange the stray is dead. Solana Lim has taken her place, with a thriving business and a fiercely loyal human protector at her side. Then the father she never knew dies, and his will chains her to the one place she swore she’d never go. For three months, she must live in Alistair’s pack. The great Alpha is desperate, obsessed and willing to do anything to win her back. So Solana offers him a deal. She’ll take his money, his devotion and his protection, but never give him the one thing he craves... her bond. He broke her for free. Putting her back together will cost him his pride, his power, and his sanity.
View More"For the record," Evelyn announced, shoving her feet into her platform boots, "I did not volunteer for this.""For what?" Solana asked, looking up from lacing her sneakers."For you," Evelyn said flatly, waving her phone. "The Beta texted me at seven this morning. Seven. After a full moon run. Please show Miss Lim around the grounds today. Thank you, Eve. With a smiley face." She scowled at the screen. "I've been voluntold.""Volun what?" Solana asked, chuckling and shaking her head. "You are a hoot.""To the Beta?" Evelyn snorted, grabbing her leather jacket. "Sure. And then I can volunteer for kitchen duty for the rest of the month. Come on, Rocky. Let's get this over with."The morning air outside the pack house was crisp and bright, and the valley looked different in daylight.Solana had only seen it in pieces before, from the back of an SUV and by torchlight. Now, following Evelyn down a wide paved path, she finally understood the scale of it. Buildings were scattered across the
Solana stepped down from the stone before anyone could stop her and walked calmly back through the crowd to Evelyn's side."Well," Evelyn murmured, without turning her head. "That was fun to watch.""I'm glad someone enjoyed it," Solana replied quietly.On the stone, Alistair reached for the hem of his black shirt and pulled it over his head in one smooth motion.Solana's breath caught before she could stop it.The firelight poured over him like liquid gold. He was broader than she remembered, his shoulders heavier and his chest harder, his skin bronzed by sun and wind. Muscle shifted beneath it as he tossed the shirt aside, and a thin white scar she had never seen before curved along his ribs.The last time she had seen those shoulders bare, she had been nineteen, in the half-dark of a hotel room, with her hands pressed flat against his skin and her heart pounding against his.Heat crawled up her throat.She dragged her eyes away and fixed them firmly on the lake."Oh, wow," Evelyn w
"Just getting started?" Solana repeated warily, as Evelyn towed her back toward the fires. "What else is there? We've done blood, oaths and an entire cow.""The run," Evelyn said, as if it were obvious."The run," Solana echoed flatly."Full moon, new member, whole pack shifts and runs the territory together. Big tradition," Evelyn explained, waving a ringed hand toward the dark line of trees beyond the shore. "Everybody who can shift, shifts. The ones with human mates either run alongside on two legs or stay by the fire and get drunk. Very wholesome. Very bonding."She leaned in closer and lowered her voice conspiratorially."Word of advice, though, roomie," she added. "If you hear any weird noises out in those woods tonight, keep walking. Don't investigate. Mated couples get very enthusiastic during the run."Solana stared at her."You're serious," she said."Deadly," Evelyn said solemnly. "Last spring, a sixteen-year-old went looking for what he thought was a wounded deer. He still
Solana stiffened as though he had slapped her.She locked her knees, straightened her spine and dragged every feeling inside her down into the dark, one by one, the way she had taught herself to do eight years ago, standing on an auction stage under hot white lights. She shoved the warmth down, and the fullness, and the trembling. She slammed a door on all of it.Her face went smooth and blank and polite.Across the stone, Alistair's eyes flickered. Then the soft look slowly drained from his face, and the cold Alpha mask slid back into place. He turned away toward the crowd.Solana let out a slow breath through her nose.He felt that, she thought grimly. He felt every single second of it.That was not how it had worked with Alpha Miller. Miller had never once looked at her as though he could see inside her head. If he had, she would have left the Bloodhounds within a week."Easy," Adrian murmured beside her. His hand was still wrapped around her elbow, steady and warm. "Breathe. It hi
Solange looked at him, her brows furrowing as confusion rose alongside irritation. If he wanted to insult her, he could have done it outright. “What are you talking about?” she bit back. “What smell? I literally just took a bath.” He shook his head; his eyes had a faraway look, like he wasn’t hear
The moment the penthouse door shut, Alistair’s restraint evaporated.He pinned her against the door, his large, calloused hand sliding up to grip the back of her neck with a terrifying but delicious pressure, and he slanted his lips over hers again.He was rough, but in a calculated way that made h
Solange felt a literal snap in the center of her chest as she stared at the heavy oak doors. It wasn’t the metaphoric ache of a breakup. It was a white-hot blade of agony carved through her ribs, twisting around her heart and pulling tight.She tried to scream, but the air in her lungs had turned t
Solange woke slowly, her body aching in all the ways that made her heart flutter and a strange humming in her chest. Her head was foggy, but she felt a calm she had never known, like she was connected to something that had been missing all her life. She felt… claimed, as if the night had somehow gi






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