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Fate of the Moon by Sara Dobie Bauer

You’re a beautiful monster, and fate has bound us together for life.

After the murder of his parents, the rules of high society dictate that omega werewolf Shay find an alpha mate—and fast. While struggling with overwhelming grief, swirling rumors of his guilt, and the prospect of a forced marriage he’s never wanted, his courting celebration yields yet another nightmare.

Alfie is a gossip reporter and alpha werewolf who latches onto the same theory as everyone else: that Shay is responsible for the deaths of his parents. When Alfie sneaks into a courting party to get a look at the guilty young man for his column, he expects to see a murderer, but finds his fated mate instead.

Despite their mutual disdain, Shay and Alfie are now inescapably entangled—all while a double homicide remains unsolved.

As their affections grow, so does the danger to their lives. Shay and Alfie might be fated, but can love conquer suspicion, grief, and the threat of death?

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Alfie was distracted by the realization of why Shay’s attire looked familiar and pointed. “That’s my sweater.”

Shay stopped tugging on its sleeves and allowed the fabric to swallow his hands. “Oh. I … well.” He huffed out a huge sigh. “I missed your smell. Don’t make fun of me.”

“Why would I make fun of you?”

Shay rolled his neck side to side. It popped before he raised his hands to give an irritated illustration of quotation marks. “Needy little omega.”

“Shay.” Alfie squeezed the bridge of his nose. “You are more independent and bullheaded than most alphas I know. There is nothing needy or little about you—except your height, I guess. And for the record, I missed your smell, too.” If anyone asked, Alfie wouldn’t have been able to describe the scent except, perhaps, in abstracts: comfort and warmth. The best thing he could come up with was the smell of a spring forest after a rain with a bonfire close by, but he doubted anyone else thought Shay smelled that way. He continued, “I should have taken something of yours with me.”

Shay lifted his foot and pulled off a sock. He held it out between them wearing a tight-lipped smile.

Alfie laughed. “I don’t want one of your disgusting socks.”

“Hey! You don’t know it’s disgusting. Maybe my feet smell like roses.”

Alfie jerked a shoulder forward to take a hit as Shay tried to smack him with the offending garment.

“Is that so?” Alfie wasn’t sure what came over him, but he rushed forward and attacked Shay’s skinny sides with twitching fingers. The omega giggled, and the sound and feel of Shay’s joy—so far buried from Alfie—rang like music through the air.

“Stop!” He batted at Alfie’s hands but didn’t really push him away.

“Nope.”

When Shay tried darting away, Alfie wrapped an arm around his waist and kept tickling. “I’m going to puke. Stop, oh my God!” Shay shoved at Alfie’s hands, so Alfie did stop, but kept hold of Shay, pulling his omega back against his chest as they both caught their breath around giggles. Dropping his head, he shoved his face against Shay’s neck and breathed him in.

Alfie whispered against Shay’s skin. “Whenever I have to go somewhere, I’ll leave you something that smells like me, okay?”

Shay nodded with his head leaned back against Alfie’s shoulder. “You feel good.”

Alfie clenched his jaw to quench the sudden jolt of desire that sent through him. He let go of Shay before he did something inappropriate and cleared his throat, knowing they had to change the subject before they got too swept up in something neither of them was prepared for.

 

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