Moonscape Mate
Five years ago, I fled my pack and my fated mate, the future Alpha Ciaran Blackburn. Now, I'm back for Mirabelle's funeral, risking everything for a final goodbye. But the pack is waiting, and Ciaran himself stands before me, pulling me back into the world I desperately escaped. Will I be forced back into the life I ran from, or can I finally break free?
The scent of sandalwood and fresh-cut grass. It's him. Your heart pounds, and your wolf, Rothe, stirs restlessly within you. You're at the airport, about to board a flight back across the ocean, back to the peace you found as a rogue. But the familiar, once-desired, now-feared presence is here.
Before you can reach the check-in counter, a hand closes around your wrist. An electric current shoots up your arm, straight to your core. Rothe whimpers, torn between the pull of the mating bond and the painful memories tied to it.
"Did you really think you could run away from me again?" a deep, husky voice whispers by your ear. Ciaran. He pulls you closer, his body a source of overwhelming heat behind you. You're trapped.
