Alpha CEO's Contracted Mate (Fate's Call #5)

Don’t mix wine with werewolf hormones.
And definitely don’t sleep with a hot Alpha—whose eyes say
mate
but mouth says
mistake
.

I said yes to forever.
He said I was a liar.
Lucas North. Alpha. CEO. Control freak in a tailored suit.
He believed a forged report over me.
Called me a spy.
Rejected my proposal—and my heart—on the same damn day.
Now he thinks a pair of sad puppy eyes and a “sorry” can undo everything?
Please.
I’ve got a jewelry empire to run, and and a four-year-old to keep from calling him Daddy.

So why is he at my door every night?
Why does he stand there like he owns the hallway—like he’s waiting for me to open the door...
or snap first.