You Had Me at Howl
I’m not saying I ran away to Alaska to escape my ex, but if the flannel fits…
A remote manor. A cash-heavy job. A broody, infuriating man who growls more than he talks? Sounds like peace to me.
Except Darius Crane isn’t just grumpy — he’s got rules.
Rule One: Don’t go into the woods.
Rule Two: Don’t ask questions.
Rule Three: Definitely don’t fall for your employer.
Too bad I’m a rule-breaking, nosy little idiot who’s already planning our cabin wedding in her head.
But hey — he started it.
With the midnight staring.
And the shirtless brooding.
And the whole saving me from a snowstorm with body heat situation.
Now the forest’s whispering, my ex is stalking, and I’m pretty sure Darius is one bad day from shifting into something that howls.
…And I might be into it?
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