My name is Elara.
I was a new mother and a widow with no money, so I entered the werewolf royal palace as a lowly wet nurse.
What no one knew was that, before I arrived, I had saved a dying man in the forest with my own milk.
Three hours later, I learned who he really was.
Alaric Blackwood—the Alpha King of the entire werewolf kingdom.
He had been cursed since birth.
Touching any woman made him violently ill, and he had never had a mate.
But when he touched me, nothing happened.
Then he started protecting me, watching me, and refusing to let me go.
Everyone said a widowed wet nurse could never belong beside an Alpha King.
Then I discovered I was carrying his child.
