Tabloid reporter Reegan Pritchett hates her job, but writing about fake hauntings and satanic rituals is the easiest way to keep tabs on the paranormal world. And if she ever wants to find the werewolf who murdered her best friend, she has to follow every lead, no matter how bogus.

Private Investigator Zeth McDowell’s life comes down to three things: making money, chasing tail, and looking good. While he’s not a “pack” werewolf, he’s fiercely loyal to his kind, and nothing infuriates him more than a bad wolf who escaped punishment. Lone wolves face enough stigma without the help.

When an assignment brings Reegan to his office, Zeth reacts on a primal level. Never has his wolf fixated on a woman. Trouble is, she seems to hate him, but that doesn’t stop him from wanting to peel off her clothes.

To Reegan, Zeth is a means to an end. But when the story she’s working on ends up involving conspiracy and witchcraft, she must rely on him to stop a dangerous spell. One that makes it impossible for either of them to keep their hands off each other. No matter how hard they try.

WARNING: Contains non-consensual themes with an alpha hero with a runaway mouth, a feisty reporter with a monster vendetta, magic-induced sex that neither of them asked for, lots of snark and the horror of falling for the enemy.