The Alpha Who Said Nothing

Marisol has one season to save her pack, and the Alpha she has sworn to stand beside is the only man she must never touch. The old ceasefire law sends her across the dry riverbed as Rio Seco's borrowed Luna, marked in a ritual the whole pack can smell, and if she survives the autumn moon no one on either side has to die. Cal knows the moment she steps onto his asphalt that she is his fated mate. He also knows she has never worn her wolf, that wolfsbane runs in her blood, and that a true mark could kill her before the season ends. Someone, though, has been waiting for this truce to fail longer than either of them has been alive.

Place and Time: The high desert of New Mexico, the rival werewolf territories of Rio Seco and MesaLuna along a dry riverbed and a two-lane highway, autumn 1974.