Were Without the Wolf (Myths In Love Book 2)

She’s not here for romance. Too bad fate didn’t get the memo.

Love? Please.

I came here to get my life together—to rebuild, open my dream business, reclaim who I used to be, and prove I’m more than the woman my ex left behind.

Strange things keep happening, sure. Like that constant feeling that something—or someone—doesn’t want me to succeed. But I’ve got no time to dwell on it. I’ve got a business to build. A self to rediscover.

Another thing I don’t have time for? Fenrir.

He’s moody, bossy, and maddeningly precise—the complete opposite of my chaos. From the moment we meet, we clash. And yet, we keep getting thrown together. And every time, it gets harder to ignore the pull between us.

I wasn’t looking for love—just a second chance at myself.
But fate, apparently, has other plans... and zero respect for boundaries.

Because whatever this is between us?
It feels powerful. Dangerous. Real.
And the truth waiting beneath it all...
Might change everything.

Now the question isn’t wether I’ll let him in— It’s whether we’ll survive what’s coming when I do.