All it took was one dang food delivery order。。。

Because when the guy answered the door to tip me， my wolf took over。

And now I'm hunting him。

I thought my first mate was bad enough。 My wolf rejected him after he hit me， and I was more glad than I can ever say。 Especially when I found out a few weeks later that I was pregnant。

But things are more complicated this time。

Now， my toddler is involved。。。 and being taken-care-of by the guy my wolf is hunting， who clearly doesn't know what to do with a little boy。 But he's trying， and he's kind， which is a lot more than I can say about the jerk who got me pregnant。

The last thing I wanted was to do this mating thing all over again。。。 but now that I'm here， I'm starting to wonder if maybe fate doesn't get everything wrong。