Home to the Alpha

At thirteen, Rowan Hale left Silvermere with her uncle’s carrier bag of flapjacks and no backward glance. The week before, Alec Blackwood, the Alpha’s son and the boy the whole pack followed, told her she was too young for him and that he’d met someone. She never asked him for anything. She never forgave him either.

Six and a half years later she’s twenty, a fighter with four countries behind her, a banged-up Corsa and a sharp-tongued wolf named Bracken. She’s driving home because her dad has made hotpot and her pack is in trouble. Rogue wolves are circling the territory, and the one person she hoped never to see again is now the Alpha.

Alec didn’t turn her away because he didn’t want her. He turned her away because she was his mate, and she was a child. He has carried that bond for seven years, and he has been waiting for her ever since.

He has a week to win back a girl who owes him nothing. She has a week to decide whether she can stand to stay. Then the rogues strike, Rowan is taken, and the pack’s oldest secrets come out. Behind the attacks is a ledger, an Alpha with a long memory, and an enemy who knew exactly where to hurt them.