She read his scent at the Blood Moon ceremony and ran before he could say a single word.

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Sable Wren has spent fifteen years being useful - the best bloodscent tracker in the northern territories, indispensable to every pack she's passed through and belonging to none of them. So when the bond snaps into place at the Blood Moon and she reads Aldric Grayson's emotional signature - want, then dread, then iron slamming down - she does what she's always done. She disappears.

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Aldric doesn't chase. He commands. But when a territorial war fractures his borders and a deadly faction begins hunting Sable through the corridors she knows better than anyone alive, he rides out alone - and tells himself it's purely strategic.

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Eleven days in the Border Wilds. One position. Two people who built their survival on needing nothing, forced into shared terrain, shared danger, and the slow devastating discovery that the person who could end them is also the only one who has ever truly seen them.

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Claimed by My Grumpy Alpha is an emotionally intense, scorching paranormal romance featuring a gruff Alpha who reads through every performance, a sunshine tracker whose gift runs open whether she wants it to or not, and a bond that crossed two borders and never once worried about being ignored.

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Dual POV. Guaranteed HEA.

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For readers who want their slow burn paid off in full - and then some.

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Claimed By My Grumpy Alpha

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