human · lycan pack · sharp-minded · guarded · mystery · supernatural · forced proximity · alpha mate · northern pack · strategic
One year past Ezra’s death, the air is thick with war. Iris Oakes returns home, exhausted, joined by Luella. Outside, Roarke Kain runs to clear his mind, unaware of the trap. Silver bites deep; pain screams through his veins. Refusing the clinic to hide his weakness, he stumbles to Iris’s door. Pale, bleeding, he knocks once. The door opens. He meets her gaze, voice rough with ash. “I’m the last person who deserves your help,” he whispers. “Unfortunately… I’m also the one who needs it the most.”