After securing her career as a designer in Paris, Arlene Brooks allows herself one night of abandon with the lead singer of Lia Skye Lucia—her ultimate obsession. Warner Lorenzo is a rock god on the stage, secretly a runaway wolf haunted by a savage birthright. Fleeing his father’s tyranny, he chose fame over his pack, rejecting the brutal legacy that trailed him.
A single explosive encounter after a show brings them together. Arlene is completely mesmerized by the man behind the anthems, while Warner comes face-to-face with the woman fate has chosen for him. She’s human, with a bright, clean future ahead. He’s a rogue, desperate to escape his bloodline. Following a night of raw passion, Warner disappears, believing she’s safer if he remains nothing more than a scorching memory.
That one night redefines Arlene’s world. Five years after her encounter with Warner Lorenzo, she’s a single mother to twins. A quick search of his name reveals a blur of tabloids, women, and wild parties. She vows to protect her children by keeping their existence a secret, praying their paths will never cross again.
Fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humor. They collide in the middle of a crowded airport, where Warner discovers a little boy and girl who bear an undeniable resemblance to his family—one with his own jade-green eyes, the other a perfect echo of the women in his lineage.
He is left reeling when the little girl proudly calls Arlene “Mommy.” Panicked, Arlene seizes her chance to escape as a swarm of fans descends on Warner. He might have found the will to let her go once, but everything has changed. He knows the truth now, and he can’t walk away, because the very power his children have inherited makes them a target for dangers she can’t possibly imagine.

Wolves surround our home like a protective barrier. Bernard Warner showed up minutes after Linton and Jamiya hauled away the intruder who invaded our sanctuary. The beautiful area rug Warner and I selected just days ago now bears crimson stains, so Bernard tosses it aside with assurances of replacement.


The twins press their faces against the window, pointing excitedly at the colorful wolves outside. They remain blissfully unaware of the violence that just unfolded or why so many strangers fill our space. I still can't wrap my head around their motives. Are they truly hunting us over Warner's comments about wolf spirits? Does that qualify as some twisted form of prejudice?


"How are you holding up, Arlene?" Mr. Warner settles onto the couch beside me. My gaze refuses to budge from the twins. I can't bear to look away from them.


Chapter 74 - Chapter 74 Handshake of Trust