From Werewolf Babysitter to the Mafia Queen's Husband

I'm an S-class wolf shifter, but my ex-mate returned me to the agency for “breeding defects.” With thirty-six dollars, I escaped into the rain and took a job as a babysitter for the mafia queen. She just wanted a father figure for her son, Leo. But when I showed the little wolf my tail, he finally smiled and called me Dad. Now, my ex wants me back—but the most dangerous woman in the city has already marked me as hers.