A straight-laced realtor from the big city runs face-first into a graffiti artist werewolf and sparks fly. Then their ambitions and secrets threaten to tear them apart.
Kent
I'm the new boy in this tiny town, but only until I find my clients the lake house they're searching for. Not that I can understand why anyone would want to live here. It seems like a place where nothing ever happens. So imagine my surprise when I stumble across a masked man spray painting a public building under the light of the full moon. Even in a mask, I'm struck by his beauty. Then, without warning, he approaches and does the last thing I ever expected. He kisses me. The moment our lips part, he's gone, vanished into the night and I'm left with a feeling of excitement unlike any I've ever experienced before.
But how do I find him again?
Eoin
The moment I kissed him I knew he was my mate. Even though I don't know his name, I know we were fated to be together, but I ran away before I could act on it. Then, by some strange twist of fate, he walks into my office the next day to hire me. He has no idea that I'm the masked graffiti artist or, more importantly, that I'm a werewolf. But now that he's my client, I have to pretend to be just some boring realtor.
However, when I find him waiting near the half-finished mural again, I can't keep my hands off of him. For now, though, the mask stays on. He's too straight-laced to turn a blind eye to my after-dark activities.
How long can I keep up this charade?
TROPES: standalone, mistaken/hidden identity, hurt/comfort, class difference, human x werewolf, forbidden love, forced proximity, found family, strict roles, and hea.