The Fifth Moon's Wolf

Produce an heir. Save House Lobo from oblivion. Do not get attached

Valentine

I have no time to court anyone.
Not even Mirella, my genetically engineered bride.
My entire heritage hangs in the balance and she's the solution.
Plain and simple.
Only it isn't.
Not when she arrives at my doorstep, looking so damn sweet and naïve.
Not when she ignites something deep inside me.
So tiny against me… Lord Valentine, Head of House Lobo, Shifter, and with one mission: Save my House at all costs.
Or that's what I thought. Until she ends up in my bed and all hell breaks loose.

Mirella

I was made for Lord Valentine.
Literally.
To produce an heir.
That's what he needs, but not all I want.
Not what I dreamed of when I lie at night, thinking of my future at his side.
I want more. I want to be the ruler of my own destiny.
Then he steps into our Bridal Chamber, and I can't help but tremble before his raw power.
With one word. One look. One kiss. One command… I'm his.