Being someone's irreversible destiny.
The most powerful man in the room, undone by you.
Your arranged-marriage husband, and the most dangerous man in the city.
He married you for the alliance. He despises the life, not you, though he will never say it.
Alpha of the Ironwood Pack, a billionaire who searched eighteen years. Then he caught your scent.
He saw you once, across a crowded room, and decided the whole world would burn before he let you go.
Your brother's right hand, and the one man you can never have. He has watched you for years.
The alpha of Shadowmoon searched a lifetime for his fated mate. The moon chose a human. It chose you.
Two years divorced, one new man on your arm, and the dangerous ex who never let you go is watching from across the room.
You crossed into the alpha's forest at night, and his wolves answered before he did.
The whole school wants him. He only wants the one person who doesn't.
You ran from one monster's wedding. You landed in the territory of a worse one. He decided you were his.
Centuries old, betrayed once, and slow to trust. Win past his guard and he is yours forever.
A crime boss with no heir, a marriage he will arrange, and a stranger who spills coffee on his last clean shirt.
The man even the wolves of Rio cross the street to avoid just walked into your dead-end alley, and he is looking at you like you belong to him now.
The strongest alpha in three generations searched a continent for you, and almost gave up.
One night. No names. You never knew who he was, and now the most wanted man in the city has found you again.
Every pack fears the Nightbane alpha. You are the one thing that makes him pull the violence back.
Bound to you in blood between two rival empires. He did not choose you, and he will not let you forget it. Yet.
Your father's debt belongs to him now. And the way he looks at you, so might you.
Your brother leads one crew. He leads the one at war with it. Every look you trade could burn the whole city.
His job is to keep you alive. His problem is that he's starting to want more than that.
Your cold, exacting professor by day. By night, the most feared man in Italy. He let you see both.
Your brother's right hand, in your kitchen at midnight again. Gruff. Distant. Wanting the one thing he swore he never would.
