How to Housebreak Your Werewolf

Charlotte signed up to foster a scruffy rescue dog—not a naked, dripping-wet wolf shifter with the body of a fallen god and the manners of a feral stray. One accidental mid-bath shift later, her “dog” is now a very grumpy, very territorial man camped on her couch and growling about a “life-debt” he insists on repaying… preferably in ways that make her blush.

She just wants her living room back.

He wants her—all of her—especially after she innocently nursed him through a heat cycle that definitely did not stay PG-rated.

Now there’s only one bed, a whole lot of unresolved tension, and a wolf who’s convinced she’s his mate. Charlotte knows she should set some boundaries. But when her too-attached, accidentally domesticated shifter looks at her like she hung the moon, resisting him might be the hardest thing she’s ever tried.