Julian's regret consumed him. He'd only meant to help Chloe out of childhood loyalty, especially after Michael and Anne asked him to give her a place to stay. Chloe, pampered her whole life, wasn't cut out for living alone. A busted pipe one day, a dead lightbulb the next—she'd call Julian for every little thing.
Over time, he grew closer to her. One night, Chloe called, frantic about a burst pipe. When Julian arrived, she was soaked, her clothes clinging to her curves. He fixed the pipe, but his own clothes got drenched. It was late, and Chloe insisted he stay.
His eyes lingered on her, desire stirring. Sophia was two months pregnant then, and he hadn't touched a she-wolf in ages. Chloe's gaze hooked him, pulling him closer. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her breath warm against
