War is coming.
Marc Kincaid has one shot to convince a rival pack that their only chance at survival is to form an alliance. Nothing will stop him from protecting what's his. Until he runs across an unexpected glitch—a bonnie Fae lass with curves capable of unmanning him and a stubborn streak to match. His response to her is instant and hungry, and makes him burn for more than just survival. But she's not a rule he's willing to break.
Bronaugh Lane has been fighting her dark fae nature her entire life. Giving up control is not an option. Not even for a wolf with the hard muscles of a warrior and a soft Scottish brogue. She should keep her distance, but her lusty nature is her undoing, nearly messing up her plans to get close to the wolf pack, because Marc is her only chance at infiltrating their den.
And then the game changes.
There are no rules now.
