BOOK 1 of Feral Fugitives She thinks she rescued them. She doesn't know they'd burn the world down before losing her. -FRANKIE- After a lifetime of being the senator's daughter, the disappointment, the girl who never quite fit in, I bought a cabin outside Sterling Pines to write, to breathe, to finally be alone. Then the wolves showed up. They watch from the tree line. Sleep on my porch. Follow me as if they belong there. I know it isn't normal. Wild wolves don't curl up in your bed or let you rest your hand between their ears like they trust you with their lives. I just can't make myself send them away. I don't know they're shifters. I don't know they're fugitives. I don't know they're my mates. I only know they make the quiet inside me feel less empty and that they're more afraid of losing me than I am of them. -PACK WESLEY- We never meant to find her. We're on the run, bleeding, hunted for a job that went wrong and a truth no one wants uncovered. Staying anywhere too long is dangerous. Staying near a human is worse. Staying near our mate is unforgivable. She doesn't know what we are. She doesn't know what we've done. She opens her door anyway; feeds us, shelters us, touches us like we're something worth keeping. The bond snaps tight and silent. We hide in our wolf skins because it's the only way not to claim her too soon. Because if she knew the truth, she'd run. And we wouldn't survive losing her. So we stay. We guard. We pretend we're just animals while the world closes in. She thinks she's offering us refuge. She doesn't realize we'd burn the forest down before letting anything take her from us. 🥇 #1 in "Fugitive" on 3/31/26-4/2/26 🥇 #1 in "Hunted" on 4/2/26 🥇 #1 in "Hiding" on 12/3/25 🥈 #2 in "Disguise" on 5/23/26 🥉 #3 in "Stalking" on 12/3/25 🏅 #4 in "Hiding" on 4/2/26 🏅 #4 in "Primal" on 12/7/25 🏅 #6 in "Chase" on 5/4/26