Conner Jamenson knows two things:
One day he might turn rogue.
And he can never risk his mate.
Romy Temple knows what it means to be lonely.
She’s spent ninety-nine years in the Talon Pack, not part of the hierarchy, and not quite old enough to be elder.
She’s the wolf no one remembers.
With a rogue on the loose and the winter season approaching, two wolves who promised they would never fall find themselves on the brink of doing what could cost them the most.
Each other.
Conner Jamenson knows two things:
One day he might turn rogue.
And he can never risk his mate.
Romy Temple knows what it means to be lonely.
She’s spent ninety-nine years in the Talon Pack, not part of the hierarchy, and not quite old enough to be elder.
She’s the wolf no one remembers.
With a rogue on the loose and the winter season approaching, two wolves who promised they would never fall find themselves on the brink of doing what could cost them the most.
Each other.
Engels
