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The Rogue Who Was Mine

Chapter 4 The Ledger in Her Boot

Word Count: 1229    |    Released on: 09/11/2026

f and the rain finding its way down my collar, and for a long moment neither of us said anythin

said. "The ranger s

likes its wol

. "There is a motel in to

bunk here. It is

nto the stoop. "I know what you are. I am no

" I picked up my bag. "It is raining, Wren. I have been driving for four hours, and

riverbank, patient and ready, and then she stepped

f of old ranger ledgers going back forty years. She stood by the door

ollow me when I go out. You do not ask where I go. And if a Council

ree

at. She had been

it ag

the edge of the bunk and pulled off my boots. "

oved an i

about the ri

u d

the wall, and she went to her own bunk and sat on it with

iles,"

ha

hen it pulled again. I felt the exact moment you turned onto the spur." Her jaw tightened. "I hav

hat. I felt her too, and I wa

e," I said. "That is

he lay down on her bunk with her boots still on. "If you are

her face

ceiling, and the bond went quiet between us, not gone, just settled, like a dog that has finall

out. Wren's breathing was deep and even across the roo

aken her

he tipped one had a groove worn into it that no normal boot should have. The leather was spl

I g

loor on bare feet and picked up the boot, and it was lighter than it should have been, and when I turne

ather, a brass clasp gone green, and a corner of a pa

th it and opened it under

that hand before, on a Council record I was not supposed to have read. The pages after it were a pack's life

found t

xt to a sum of money and a timber allotment. Vance. The last entry had a date besid

ds wer

bunk creak

on the ledger in my hands. She did not look surprised. She looked tired, and a little s

. "Now you know w

re

t. She held the book against her chest with both arms, the way you hold something you have carried a ve

going to

were you go

the name on the page that I had seen written in

you known that Vance was t

d not

d the order. I have seen his signature bef

ren's arms tightene

tly. "You have already read the pag

ond was pulling hard, and I said the th

I was t

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The Rogue Who Was Mine
The Rogue Who Was Mine
“Callum has spent twelve years as a Council tracker, a wolf who hunts rogues and never asks why. Then he corners a lone woman on a rain-soaked logging road, and the first touch of her hand sets off a mate bond that nearly brings him to his knees. Wren is not the monster the Council described. She is a survivor hiding in human clothes, and she carries a stolen ledger that proves her pack was slaughtered by an order from inside the Council itself. To protect her, Callum must lie to the only family he has ever known and dig into a mission he has spent years trying to forget. Every clue she uncovers points closer to him. Every step they take together makes it harder to walk away. Can a bond built on secrets survive the truth? Place and Time: Cedar Hollow, a fictional timber town in the old-growth forests of the Pacific Northwest, in the mid-1990s.”