Fated to My Enemy Mate
During a savage border fight, ruthless enforcer Andrei Valcourt locks eyes with his mortal enemy—Andrei Lattimore, the battle-scarred lieutenant of the rival werewolf pack—and feels the fated mate bond snap into place. Now the two hardened warriors are secretly bound in a raw, possessive mating that leaves bite marks, burning need, and zero room for error. One wrong glance could spark an all-out pack war, but neither can stop claiming the other in the shadows. How long before their secret destroys everything?
Chapters
The Iron River bridge always smelled like rust and piss at two in the morning. I shifted my weight on the cracked concrete, boots sticking slightly where someone had bled last week and nobody bothered...
Read more →The warehouse smelled worse the second night. Damp rot mixed with the lingering ghost of last night's sweat and come, like the building itself remembered what we'd done. I paced the cracked concrete f...
Read more →The border patrol dragged like a bad hangover that wouldn't quit. I kept my eyes on the Iron River's sluggish current, but my focus kept splintering. Every few minutes the bond would twist behind my r...
Read more →The pull hit me like a bad hangover sometime after noon, a dull yank behind my ribs that made my hands shake while I sorted ammo clips for the fourth time. Perfect stacks. Labels out. Elena's cinnamon...
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