NOBODY WOULD CATCH MY WREATH — SO THE WARDEN OF THE SILVER COUNCIL DID

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When Wren’s fiancé catches another woman’s wreath—and three hundred wolves let hers fall—one dangerous stranger reaches out and claims it. Everyone expects Wren to back down. She doesn’t. Instead, she accepts the match and walks straight into the arms of Kieran Vale, a man feared by the entire pack. But the deeper Wren digs, the more she realizes the real danger may not be the man who caught her wreath… but the people she trusted before he did