The Wolf’s Arranged Mate by Layla Silver

He’s the new alpha (and a red hot single daddy), and they want me to marry him to bring peace.
I know it’s a lot to ask, but when we first meet, I’m drawn to him.
Perhaps it’s his commanding experience versus my innocence.
Perhaps it’s just his scorching hot looks that make him every woman’s wet dream.
The contract for this arranged marriage is straightforward and simple.
But the implications are massive.
I keep telling myself that this is my chance to do some good for the pack.
Still, I can’t help but think of what this really means.
It means moving into his home and be a step mom to his little girl.
It means moving into his bed and be his lover in the night.
It means pretending to be mates even though we can’t be.
But most of all: it means telling myself over and over again that this is all fake.
Even when I want it to be so much more…