A cruel wolf left permanent scars on my heart, and I vowed never to take a mate again.
Until an ancient ritual tells me something I don’t want to hear.
I cast the runes over and over again, but they keep coming up the same:
My ex is my mate. And if I don’t mate with him, my coven will lose its magic forever.
This must be a mistake. A ritual can’t force me back into his arms.
But I have no choice but to accept him as my mate.
I’m only doing this for my fellow witches. I won’t ever give him my heart again.
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A cruel wolf left permanent scars on my heart, and I vowed never to take a mate again.
Until an ancient ritual tells me something I don’t want to hear.
I cast the runes over and over again, but they keep coming up the same:
My ex is my mate. And if I don’t mate with him, my coven will lose its magic forever.
This must be a mistake. A ritual can’t force me back into his arms.
But I have no choice but to accept him as my mate.
I’m only doing this for my fellow witches. I won’t ever give him my heart again.
It may be my duty to enter the mate bond, but no one can tell me to consummate it.
I’m set on hating him, but being so close to him again does things to me.
I forget myself and my inhibitions and let him do what he wants.
I forget how he treated me and let him work me into a hot mess.
We’re out in the wild together, and his wolf claims my plus-size curves like he used to.
Can I give myself to the wolf who broke my heart?
The Silver Meadows Wolves don’t make compromises. They barge in, take their mates, and knock them up before anyone can stop them. Because wolves listen only to their most primal urges…which is to claim what’s theirs alone.
