My Husband, the Amnesiac Wolf

Alara Sheridan has been married to Julian Sterling for three years. Outside, she is the envied Mrs. Sterling. Behind closed doors, she is treated worse than a dog. Julian calls her a pet, a trophy he bought for fifty million, something to throw away when he's bored. He crashed the wedding where she was about to marry another man, just to keep her as his possession. Every full moon, he disappears. The household whispers he goes to find Aurora Seraphin—the one that got away.

Then a car accident erases everything.

Julian wakes with severe head trauma, no memory, and the primal instincts of a wolf. He pins Alara down, inhales her jasmine scent, sinks his teeth into her neck, and declares he has marked her. When she tests him with talk of shareholder meetings, he offers to share his bones. He kneels. He calls her master. The doctors call it species confusion. Alara calls it her turn. She makes him kneel by the bed.

On the night of the full moon, Alara follows him expecting to catch him with Aurora. Instead, she finds him on the rooftop, howling in agony. He cannot control it. For three years, every full moon, this is where he has been. Not with another woman. Just this.

She pushes forward with her revenge. At the Sterling Group, he kneels before her in front of the receptionist who once said she was worse than a dog. She hands him divorce papers. He refuses to sign—anything but that. So she buries him under a month's worth of files. He works without sleep for three days, brews scar removal ointment for two days straight, and collapses from exhaustion. The ointment is for the scar on her face—the one he gave her, though he has no memory of it.

At a press conference, a reporter asks Julian if he is going to divorce his wife. Julian bites the reporter. Assistant Zane calls Alara to the police station. The reporter's question was about divorce. Something in Julian snapped—and now Alara has to deal with the fallout.