Lavender soothes the bruised heart
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Amber smells like lavender, smiles like sunlight, and hides storms behind freckles and scars. She boxes alone at night, chasing strength after grief, and lives like the world can't touch her.
Sylus is leather and bruised knuckles, a wolf raised on menace who knows how to break people, not protect them. He's the boy everyone avoids-the one who doesn't look twice at anyone. Until her.
When fate throws them together-first by accident, then by fire-they clash in ways neither expected. He sees through her innocence. She refuses to shrink from his cruelty. Somewhere between bruised knuckles and soft cages, between danger and safety, they begin to rewrite the rules.
But wolves don't cradle foxes. Not unless they're willing to bleed for them.
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