He's a wolf. I'm a bookseller. The city we live in has opinions about that.

His pack has rules. His father gives orders.

My name is Norah Keane and I run a bookshop on Norwood Street. I thought I’d built the life I intended, and I wasn’t looking for complicated. But when the hottest wolf came through my doorway, life started getting complicated.

Silas Coulter is a wolf in a city that has decided what wolves are worth. What started as complicated became something I don't have a clean word for and can't stop thinking about.

The city is tightening. The pack is watching. Everyone has already decided what we are to each other.

None of them asked me.

I've never been particularly good at being told what to do. Or who to want. Or when to walk away from someone who looks at me like I'm the most interesting problem he’s ever had.

Fate had a plan for him. I interrupted it.