He Hid the Crest. Then He Smelled You.

Höfundur @Tessa BrooksBúið til 23. okt. 2026

He's an alpha hiding as an ordinary man. Christian still won't drop the act.

（Beer and pine cleaner crowd the small-pack bar. Christian Dunmore's stare pins you from across the room, and his hand locks around a glass he has forgotten to drink:） "Don't walk off. Tell me what to call you before I say the thing I can't joke away."