Fire & Gasoline by Colette Rhodes

It’s hard growing up in a cult. Especially a cult of wolf shifters.

I’ve spent most of my life on house arrest, kept out of sight from a pack that had no place for me, no arranged mating to neatly slot me into. A pack I posed a threat to. I was happy to strike out on my own, to face the challenges of living among humans, if it meant finding freedom.
My life as a badass lone wolf is turned upside down when my literal dream man, who has featured in every salacious fantasy I’ve ever had, shows up out of nowhere and is all “hi, I’m Archer Ellery and I’m your fated mate.”
That should be it, right? Game over. Happily ever after.
But that would be too easy. Because Archer has a secret. He’s known who I am to him for months and avoided me like my wolf had rabies.
As future Alpha of the Audax Pack, Archer looked at a fated mate like another obligation in a long list of obligations. A hurdle to tackle later down the road.
Now he wants me? Now he’s ready to step up to the plate? I’d rather see him on his knees.