I inherited a bar from the mother I never knew.

The fine print?
It comes with a pack of rogue werewolves…
And thirty days in their territory.

I planned to flip the place and leave.
Instead, I’m locked in a staring contest with their alpha—
grumpy, guarded, and infuriatingly hot.

He doesn’t want me here.
But he won’t let me go either.

Every time I try to run,
he’s there.
Every time I get too close,
he pushes me away.

I don’t know why I can feel him.
Why my blood burns when he’s near.
Why this place feels less like a prison,
and more like fate.

Because it turns out the bar isn’t the only thing my mother left behind.

She left me a magical legacy.
A secret even I didn’t know I carried.
And the deeper it runs, the more dangerous I become.

Fate made me his.
But the blood in my veins made me his enemy too.

And if we give in to what’s building between us,
we’ll either save this pack—
or destroy it.