In a neon-lit bar, a freshly heartbroken woman stumbles into a night that tangles wild passion with soul-baring vulnerability. As strangers become lovers, she learns that desire can mend wounds and bring fresh clarity—if only for a fleeting moment. This is a daring snapshot of one woman’s surge from heartbreak to self-acceptance, captured in the electric spark of a kiss that may change everything—or nothing at all.

"Now, mate. Where are my kisses?" the butterflies in my stomach flap their wings angrily at his words. My wolf as if listening his voice scratched her ears. She was more excited than me. "Umm...." I shuffled on my seat trying to tackle his intense gaze. I bit my lip and a growled rumbled in his throat... He leaned down so that his lips were bare inches away from mine. "Don't bite it. I want to do that." He whispered huskily. His minty sweet breath invaded my nostrils and I lost the contact with surrounding. I swear I saw galaxies in his eyes. His eyes were so mesmerizing, it was like they were pulling me closer with the intense gravity to collide with them. I closed my eyes and he closed the distance between us. His lips touched mine and my insides melt under his hot breath. He deepens the kiss and plunged his tongue inside my mouth. Esma Rockwood, the first female Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, prays for her mate but finds heartbreak when Alpha Reed Xander, the tyrannical leader of the Black Claw Pack, rejects her during an attack on her pack. Forced to reject him to save her family, Esma rises to lead her fractured pack, only to face Reed again at an Alpha summit disrupted by witches wielding a deadly blade. As mysterious warrior deaths and visions of betrayal haunt her pack, Esma grapples with her lingering mate bond, her father’s secret witch affair, and a friend’s unexpected love confession. With a shadowy “Darkness” and witches closing in, Esma must navigate treachery and her heart to protect her pack and uncover the truth before the blood moon.

When a midnight dishwasher disaster brings a tall, chiseled handyman to her door, an ordinary repair call transforms into a scorching encounter that spills well beyond the kitchen. His flirtatious banter and confident touch soon have her “accidentally” breaking appliances just to experience the heat of his return. With each late-night service call, she discovers that some fixes are best handled off the clock.