Grace Harper has always been an outsider—raised in a wolf pack that never truly accepted her, adopted by an alpha with too many secrets. When her ex-boyfriend leaves her for his mate and the truth of her adoption comes to light, Grace knows she has to leave… or die trying.

But her path to freedom slams into the Lycan King.

Cold, powerful, and burdened by the ghosts of a past he refuses to share, Caine doesn’t want Grace in his world. He doesn’t believe she belongs in any world but her own. And yet, with fate tethering their souls, his control begins to crack.

Grace never asked for his protection. She never asked to want him, either.

But something ancient is waking, and the deeper she dives into the truth of her past, the more she realizes: maybe she was never meant to be free. Maybe she was meant to change everything.

Starting with him.
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*Grace of a Wolf* is the slightly unhinged romance between a human girl with inconvenient human morals and her mildly sociopathic fated mate—who also happens to be the Lycan King and has the emotional intelligence of a rock. Thankfully, their dangerously magnetic bond is (barely) balanced by found family chaos, a buttload of magic, and a fated mate connection that might actually kill her if they touch. Oops.

Just when you think you’re reading *yet another werewolf story*, the plot and worldbuilding sneak up behind you with claws, teeth, and actual stakes. It’s slow-burn, emotionally messy, and laced with the kind of tension that could kill—or kiss—you.

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**WARNINGS:**
R18: Smutty smut smut. Also, dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery.

A **slow burn**, spicy wolf shifter urban fantasy romance with a lot of random plot trying to knot-block everything. When the spice hits, please read responsibly. Thank you~

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I fish my phone from my pocket and shoot Lyre a quick text.


[GRACE: Made it safe. Kids settled. Everything ok on your end?]


The three dots never appear. Not even a "delivered" notification.


Signal's probably garbage out here. Or she's napping. Could be dealing with her own crew of supernaturals with big personalities and bigger egos. Jack-Eye seems like he'd either be helpful or a handful.


Kind of like Jer, actually. Maybe they share initials for a reason.


Tucking my phone back into my pocket, I squint at the solar panel display again. The battery percentage has dipped slightly since Caine left, but we're still at a respectable 94%. Not bad for an hour of AC use. And the trailer's significantly cooler now.


Behind me, Ron's taken over entertaining the kids. "Hey, Sara, wanna play a game with Bun?"


"Hide-and-seek peek-a-boo, but with a twist. You shift into something small, and Bun has to find you. When she does, we all say peek-a-boo."


Chapter 115 - Grace: Hide and Seek, Peek-a-Boo