57 parts Ongoing Mature𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 ☾
When a rogue stumbles onto a pack's land, belly ripped open and minutes from death, all she can hope for is a little mercy-and a chance to survive.
All Rosie has ever known is life beside her so-called mate, the one who brutally claimed her as a teen and forced her to abandon her pack. Now, she's on the run, and he will stop at 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 to drag her back. If she wants to live, she has to keep running. Only, there's an infuriating Alpha that refuses to let her go.
Of all the ways Luca fantasized of finding his mate, it was never like that- a rogue, bleeding out, barely clinging to life... And already bearing the claim of another, a male she believes to be her mate. Worst of all? She doesn't feel the bond, leaving him with a very one-sided need to sink his teeth into her.
Yet fate is relentless. If Rosie wants the freedom she's fought so hard for, she'll have to see the truth for herself-that the male she calls her mate may not be the one fate intended for her.
And Luca? He'll have to win her the old way. Not with the bond, but with 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚.
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"You're not letting me go," she whispered, pulse hammering.
Her fingers curled into fists. Fight. Run. But what was the point? He had already decided. And Goddess help her, she felt it in the way he looked at her.
Like she was 𝘩𝘪𝘴 to command.
How dare he? This was a sentence, not protection. But instead of terror, instead of disgust- her traitorous body 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥.
Because he was breathtaking when he took command, when that raw, untamed authority bled from his storm-gray eyes, pinning her in place, jaw clenched like he was barely restraining himself.
"𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙠𝙚."
