![]() ![]() When Graeme and Avery meet, their fierce attraction to each other flies in the face of reason and logic. He’s not a mere alpha, though Graeme is a cyne who sits at the pinnacle of lupine hierarchy, so he’s obligated by tradition and duty to choose an omega now, sign a contract, and bond with him. ![]() The consensus is that if an alpha doesn’t find their other half by the time they’re 30, the chances of it ever happening go from slim to none. Graeme Davenport has no delusions about finding his true mate. Then a chance encounter at a party changes everything. He’s never been one to believe in destiny or whatever else the fantasies sell about there being someone special out there meant just for him. ![]() And to find someone to spend more than one night with, but that isn’t high on his list of priorities. He’s got a great life, complete with a loving family and a best friend who’d take a bullet for him, so what more could he possibly want or need? Except, maybe, for the world to change. ![]() Sure, as an omega he knows he’s at the bottom of the food chain, but that’s never slowed him down. In fact, Avery isn’t an average anything. You belong to me and I know it down deep, in muscle and bone, where my wolf lives.Īvery Rhine isn’t an average homicide detective with the Chicago PD. ![]()
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