Deedson

Lyra Duskfall has one job: keep her head down and her pack alive. The Ashwood wolves live in the shadow of the Ravenshade Alphas, paying tribute for a betrayal that happened before Lyra was born. She does not want trouble. She wants her mother's medicine paid for and her little brother kept off the fighting line. Then Kael Ravenshade, the heir who will one day rule every wolf in the valley, catches her scent through a locked door she was never supposed to open, and trouble finds her anyway. The law is simple and absolute: an Ashwood wolf and a Ravenshade wolf who claim each other die together, by the same blade, before the pack. It has happened before. Everyone knows the names. Kael is already promised to Selene Cross, the council's chosen match, a union that will end a century of war between the great houses. Lyra is promised to nothing but survival. But the pull between them will not be denied, and the closer Lyra gets to Kael, the more she uncovers about her own blood, about a bloodline the Ravenshades buried on purpose, and about a rule that was never meant to protect anyone but the wolves who wrote it. Every stolen hour costs them. Every secret meeting could be their last free one. And somewhere in the dark between the packs, an enemy older than either house is counting the days until the forbidden door finally breaks. This is a story about a girl who was told she was less, a boy who was told he had no choice, and a bond neither the moon nor the law can unmake. Two hundred chapters. One impossible love. A door that was always going to open.

Claire Bennett has spent two years designing a housing project on the only piece of land her late mother ever loved. She has spent her whole life underestimated by people with more money than her. She has never once expected to be handed, without warning, to a billionaire stranger to pay off a debt she did not even know existed. Nathaniel Kane has spent six years rebuilding an empire his father nearly destroyed, and he has learned not to trust anything that comes easily, least of all a marriage his dying grandfather arranged in thirty days flat. He does not want a wife. He wants control of the one thing he has left to protect. Neither of them wanted this. Neither of them can walk away from it. But somewhere between a contract neither of them wrote and a secret neither of them remembers sharing, Claire and Nathaniel start to suspect they may have met before, once, anonymously, on a night that has haunted them both for three years without a name attached to it. A marriage of convenience is easy to survive. It is much harder to survive falling in love with the stranger you were forced to marry, especially when someone is determined to make sure you never find out why.