Bound to My Enemy's Pack: A Steamy Enemies to Lovers Forced Proximity Alpha Wolf Romance

Selene Varro doesn't ask for help. As a witch-wolf hybrid who belongs to no pack, no coven, and no one, she's built her entire life on the principle that the only person she can trust is herself. But when a coordinated ambush leaves her bleeding silver in the borderlands with no exits and no options, she does the one thing she swore she'd never do — she invokes an ancient wolf-law truce and walks straight into the compound of Kael Ironwood, Alpha of the pack her family has been at war with for three generations.

She expects hostility. She expects contempt.

She doesn't expect him to crouch down to her level in the snow and pick her up like the decision was already made.

Kael Ironwood has one rule: Varros are not welcome in his territory.

He breaks it the moment Selene invokes the Truce Rite, because the law is the law and Kael is a man who holds to it even when it costs him. What he doesn't expect is the woman who wakes up in his healer's cabin and immediately tries to leave through a wound she can barely stand through. What he doesn't expect is the way his territory leans when she crosses it, or the partial bond the Truce completion puts between them — warm and persistent and absolutely refusing to behave like a legal formality.

What he really doesn't expect is to need her.

But thirty days inside enemy walls changes everything.

Selene came to Ironwood territory to survive a silver wound. She's still there three weeks later, embedded in Kael's war room, hunting the coordinated hunter organization that has been systematically targeting supernatural packs across the Northwest — the same organization, she's beginning to understand, that has been pulling the strings behind the feud that cost both of them everything they loved most.

The deeper they dig, the closer they get to the truth. The closer they get to the truth, the harder it becomes to remember why they were supposed to be enemies.

Because Kael keeps his word. He crouched down to her level in the snow. He left the light on. And Selene Varro, who has been sharp and alone and sufficient for so long that alone started to feel like identity, is running out of reasons to keep the walls up against the one person who has never once asked her to be smaller than she is.

The truce has a clock. The bond doesn't.

With a ruthless enemy closing in and a twenty-two-year conspiracy threatening to consume them both, Selene and Kael must choose: honor the war they were handed, or build something worth fighting for.

The enemy's pack isn't supposed to feel like home.

He was never supposed to feel like hers.

If you love fierce heroines who refuse to be rescued, brooding alphas who show love through action not words, and paranormal romance that hits as hard in the heart as it does in the heat — this is the book you've been looking for.

Bound to My Enemy's Pack is a complete standalone paranormal romance with a guaranteed happily-ever-after, dual point-of-view storytelling, and steam that builds with every chapter.

Grab your copy now and find out what happens when the enemy turns out to be exactly what you needed.