Six years ago, he lost her. Now, his wolf will crush anyone who threatens his secret son. The Gold-Flicker Child The coffee shop smelled of burned espresso and desperation. Iris Prescott counted the emergency exits before she sat down—one by…
A secret son, a mafia vendetta, and a pack’s last stand for family. The Stranger at Silver Moon Café The evening rush at Silver Moon Café had reduced to a slow bleed of stragglers—tourists nursing overpriced lattes, a film student…
He thought he lost them forever. Now the wolf returns to claim his mate and son. The Gold-Flicker Boy The morning rush at Brew & Bridle had turned the air into a steam-thick haze of espresso and burnt sugar. Valentina…
She hid her son from the alpha who broke her heart. Now he’s back, and the wolves are closing in. Silver Tides and Bad Decisions The coffee shop smelled of expensive beans and desperation. Seraphina Reyes adjusted the collar of…
A secret son, a werewolf alpha, and a foe that cannot shift but burns cities. Golden Eyes at Dusk The coffee shop was called Alder & Vine, a narrow storefront wedged between a laundromat and a closed-down pharmacy. It smelled…
An alpha denied his pack fights for a son he never knew. The moon still remembers. The Stranger at the Café The Grinding Moon Café smelled of burnt espresso and artificial vanilla. Freya Prescott counted the change in her palm…
A reclusive alpha discovers his hidden son—and a fated mate he can’t afford to love. The Stranger at the Coffee Cart The midtown crowd moved like blood through veins—purposeful, indifferent, and relentless. Isabella Lennox stood at the edge of the…
A seven-year secret, a shifter’s vow, and a corporate war that demands blood. The Scent of a Stranger The Gilded Hall Ballroom occupied the entire seventy-second floor of Ravenwood Tower, a monument of glass and steel that pierced the night…
She kept his son secret for seven years. Now his wolf will stop at nothing to reclaim them both. The Glowing Eyes The crack in the ceiling had spread another inch since last week. Iris Holloway traced it with her…
A Hollywood star, a secret son, a second chance—but the past has fangs. The Man Who Forgot a Promise The soundstage smelled of sawdust and ambition. Vivian Holloway crouched beside a half-finished Victorian facade, her knee digging into the plywood…