My son was reported missing.
Thing is…
I didn’t even know I had a son.
Fifteen years ago, I left Carys Wren without knowing she was pregnant.
And she didn’t know he’d been adopted.
I’m assigned to find the missing kid.
What I don’t expect is for him to be on her porch…
Or for him to have eyes.
And my wolf.
He’s fifteen and fighting instincts nobody ever explained.
The same ones that have me desperate to win his mom back.
She hasn’t forgiven me for leaving.
I haven’t forgiven myself for not knowing.
My wolf doesn’t care about forgiveness.
It’s already decided they’re mine.
Both of them.
Walking away cost me fifteen years with them.
I’ll fight to keep the rest.