Single mom schedule:
serve coffee by day, bedtime stories for my little wolf by night.
I thought I left my mate’s rejection far behind.
So why the hell is that bastard sleeping on my porch like some lovesick guard dog?

Alina
Rowan Greenbriar. Alpha heir. Prophecy boy.
He rejected me a decade ago because some wrinkly elder said I’d “ruin” him.
So I left with nothing but my broken bond and a very inconvenient pregnancy.

Now he’s sniffing around my diner, my house, and my kid—
who, by the way, has his stubborn mouth and...

Single mom schedule:
serve coffee by day, bedtime stories for my little wolf by night.
I thought I left my mate’s rejection far behind.
So why the hell is that bastard sleeping on my porch like some lovesick guard dog?

Alina
Rowan Greenbriar. Alpha heir. Prophecy boy.
He rejected me a decade ago because some wrinkly elder said I’d “ruin” him.
So I left with nothing but my broken bond and a very inconvenient pregnancy.

Now he’s sniffing around my diner, my house, and my kid—
who, by the way, has his stubborn mouth and my face.
He promised to keep his distance.
Ten minutes later, he had me pinned against my kitchen counter,
breathing like I was the last thing keeping him alive.

The prophecy said I’d ruin him.
I haven’t even started yet.

Rowan
I rejected my mate to protect my pack.
All it got me was ten years of silence—and a heart that hasn’t beat right since.
Now she’s back.
Alina Sinclair. Braver. Sharper. Beautiful enough to kill me twice.
She’s colder now. Tougher.
Hiding something dangerous behind those pretty brown eyes.
And that boy sitting in the corner booth?
He smells a little too familiar.

The prophecy didn’t lie.
She’s absolutely going to ruin me.
And I’ll crave more.