Ivy Calloway just wants to survive her stepfather’s mansion, her mother’s new marriage, and her first semester at Blackwood University without incident. Then she finds out the campus’s most notorious playboy — the boy every girl wants and every professor forgives — sleeps down the hall from her bedroom. Because he’s her stepbrother. She promises herself: don’t talk to him, don’t look at him, don’t become the girl every other girl hates. He has other plans. He corners her on a night with no moon, eyes burning gold in the dark, and growls a single word against her throat: "Mate." Kian Thorne is not what the rumors say he is. He’s not even what she thinks he is — not fully. He is something the world was never supposed to know existed, born of a love his father has spent twenty-one years hiding, and now that love has found Ivy, and no version of this ends quietly. Their parents will try to tear them apart. His pack will try to break what can’t be broken. And before the end, someone Ivy loves will pay a price no apology can undo. This is a story about a bond older than blood, stronger than shame, and about to be tested by both.

Wren Callahan pulls strangers out of wreckages for a living. She’s never once fallen for one until the night she drags shipping magnate Julian Voss out of a submerged car and refuses to let him die. He says it was an accident. The department calls it an accident. Everyone calls it an accident. The same way they called his first wife’s drowning an accident three years ago. Wren doesn’t believe in accidents. Not the kind that happen twice to the same man. What starts as a rescue becomes an obsession, a romance neither one of them can survive out loud. His family circling like sharks, his best friend smiling too easily, a senator’s wife who flinches every time Julian’s name is said. The closer Wren gets to Julian Voss, the closer she gets to the truth about Elena Voss’s death. And the truth was never going to let either of them live happily. This is a love story. It is also a countdown. Some things you pull out of the water are already gone. You just don’t know it yet.