The Alpha’s Contract Mate
How do you pull off faking a mate bond and deceiving an entire pack without the sparks and marks blessed by the Moon Goddess?
That nearly impossible feat is exactly what I, Tracy Harnold, have to pull off, standing right beside the future Alpha of my pack.
Before I could even fully process the agony of my rejection, Alpha Louis walked into the medical wing. He had been visiting for two days straight, but this time, he came with an offer I couldn't refuse:
"Be my mate, and you never have to see that pathetic man again. I don’t need a real mate. All I need is a submissive woman to stand beside me when I finally take over."
I didn’t think twice before taking his hand. I had nothing to lose and everything to gain. But what our future Alpha didn’t know was that the submissive, fragile girl he thought he was hiring was nothing more than an image I had carefully crafted for myself.
As dangerous enemies close in on the pack and on us, my mask starts to slip and so does his.
"I don’t hurt women," he growled, all while pinning my frame harshly against the wall, his dark eyes flashing. "I brought you here for one reason, and that was to secure my position. Don’t get ahead of yourself, doctor."
What sort of love story could bloom from a man who uses power like a weapon, especially with the entire pack breathing down our necks at every turn? When two master manipulators play the mating game, who will be the first to break?