Annie the writer
My father signed me away on a Tuesday.
I found out Wednesday, when a courier put a contract in my hands with my name on it and Kane Holdings stamped across the top. The Kanes burned Hale Freight to the ground. I spent two years watching my mother get sicker while the bills stacked up on the kitchen table, and now their Alpha wanted to pay them all. All I had to do was marry his son.
Caleb Kane doesn't smile. His pack doesn't trust signatures, only blood, and they have never met a woman who reads a ledger the way I do.
Ninety days, I told myself. Take the money and walk away.
I opened the Kane books. Someone is bleeding this pack dry, and every trail of money leads back to my own family. The ex who humiliated me in front of three hundred guests. The half-sister carrying his child. The father who sold me for a signature.
Caleb knew. He has known since the first month.
The Blood Moon is coming, and the pack wants me gone before it rises.
He signed in blood.
I was sold by it.
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