I was just trying to survive the night.

Then I found him bleeding out in the snow — the most gorgeous scent I'd ever smelled, and the reason my quiet, lone-wolf life just ended.

He's a Gamma with a mate who rejected him once already. I'm a wolf who's never belonged to a pack in my life.

We shouldn't work. The bond between us doesn't care.

Fated mates. One bite mark from forever — if the hunters don't find us first.