Unlawful Arrangements

To save my family, I made a deal with the devil in a tailored suit. Kaelen Thorne, Alpha of the Silverfang Pack, is lethally beautiful, impossibly powerful, and bound by ancient law to take a human bride for one year to ensure peace. I’m just a bargaining chip, a temporary fixture in his world of moonlit power struggles and savage politics. He promised me protection. He never promised kindness. Our days are a cold war of sharp words and sharper glances in his penthouse fortress. But our nights… the nights are a different kind of warfare. Every full moon, the primal pull between us becomes a tangible force, a magnetic, maddening ache that threatens to shatter the careful walls we’ve built. The scent of him—wild storms and dark spice—is a drug I can’t quit. I see the beast lurking behind his icy control, the possessive fire in his gaze when he thinks I’m not looking. He claims I’m a weakness, a complication he never wanted. So why does his touch sear my skin with a promise of something more? Why does he growl at any man who comes near me? As a rival pack moves to break our treaty, violence claws at our door. The lines between duty and desire blur into oblivion. To survive, we must trust the bond we both deny. But when the final attack comes, and Kaelen stands between me and certain death, his eyes flash pure, predatory gold. He leans in, his breath a hot caress against my throat, and whispers the words that change everything: "Run, little wife. The deal is void. Now, you're mine."