York Winter and his packmates are attacked by a rivaling werewolf pack at a lumberyard. Injured and exhausted, York runs into a part of town he's not familiar with, and when the enemy is closing in, he takes his chances and escapes into a bear-owned bakery.
Torbjorn Holt doesn't do people, and he doesn't do wolves no matter what the pull in his heart is trying to tell him. He's learned his lesson and will not have wolves in the bakery, and he'll definitely not mate one. Luckily, York isn't too badly injured, so Torbjorn doesn't feel bad about kicking him out into the rain.
York can't believe what's happening. He’s finally found his mate, but Torbjorn refuses to let him stay. Torbjorn will never trust a wolf again, and if York doesn't leave soon, he'll knock him out with a rolling pin and dump him in the alley. York has to make Torbjorn understand he means him no harm, but how will he do that when Torbjorn refuses to talk to him?
Chapter 1Pain exploded as claws tore the skin on York Winter’s chest. He hit blindly, his claws finding their target, but York didn’t know how much damage he dealt. The rain was thick enough to isolate him despite the sounds of his packmates fighting by his side. “York!” He looked to his left and saw Roarak Halfhide, his alpha, come toward him. He was bloody but didn’t look gravely hurt. “We need to run. There are too many of them.” The last part was growled. Their low number was a problem, and Roarak worried about them not being able to hold the small area of land they’d carved out as theirs. They all did, but since Roarak was the alpha, he’d be the one to decide if they should fight or run. York didn’t want to run. He’d left his old pack before he could get stuck in a mating he didn’t