Enemy Wolf
Ash, Sophie The icy werewolf is the only one who can help me.
But my fated mate? Not a chance.
I'm a witch with a business to run. The last thing I need is Orson, head of security for the Howling Death pack, arrogantly striding into my bar like he owns the place.
This werewolf gets me hot and bothered, but not like that. It doesn't matter how low his growl is, or how arresting his eyes are. He's a prick and I just deal with him because his pack is in ...