Bound by Blood

We stood in blood together. Everything else came after.

The first time Rowan inserts himself into my life, I kill a man.

He doesn’t threaten me. He doesn’t call the police.
He watches.
Assesses.
And decides to keep me.

By the time I find him in my life, pretending this is a coincidence is already impossible.

Rowan doesn’t ask permission to stay close. He shows up where I work and where I live, slipping into the cracks of my carefully controlled life. Every offer feels optional. It’s an illusion.

Violence bound us before desire ever entered the equation. Blood came first. Obsession followed. I don’t choose Rowan because he’s gentle. Choosing him is inevitable.

And once he decides I’m his, there’s no version of my life where he isn’t already inside it.

Torn by Trust

We began as a lie. My heart was never part of the plan.

The first time I approach Orien Bellamy, my objective is clear. Get close, earn his trust, and find out what the Blue Note Crew is hiding.

The mysterious second in command is my way in. If he trusts me, the rest of his crew will follow. But first, I have to make the dangerous Alpha decide I belong at his side.

Seduction is my leverage, but Orien isn’t so easily played. He makes me work for every inch.

Somewhere along the way, earning his trust stops being a strategy and turns into hunger. When an Alpha like Orien lays claim, it isn’t just surrender.

It’s possession.
It’s permanent.
It’s a point of no return.

If he discovers who I really am, it will be his job to end the threat. But I never expect him to make me choose.

My family.
Or my Alpha.