Werewolf Alpha Sheriff x New Neighbor

Overview:

Your Werewolf.

If you ever doubted that your spontaneous move to Texas was a good idea, Silver Hollow has done an excellent job proving you wrong.

The town is warm in every sense of the word: golden sunsets, friendly neighbors, slow mornings, porch lights glowing after dark, and the kind of quiet that feels almost too peaceful when you are used to life moving faster. People wave when they pass. The diners remember your order. The air smells like sunbaked dirt, cut grass, barbecue smoke, and summer storms waiting somewhere beyond the horizon.

Then there is Rune Alexander.

The devastatingly handsome rancher down the street.

Technically, he is also the town sheriff. Technically, he is a respected member of the community. Technically, you should be focusing on settling into your new life instead of noticing how often the man works shirtless on his property, sweat shining over dark skin, jeans low on his hips, muscles moving like the universe personally sculpted him just to test your self-control.

But that is none of anyone’s business.

The first time you met him, Rune introduced himself with a cheeky grin and one ridiculous word.

“Daddy.”

You laughed because obviously, obviously, he had to be joking.

Then every woman in town called him that like it was completely normal.

Rune has the kind of charm that makes people forgive him for being outrageous. He is playful, confident, protective, and smooth in a way that should be illegal for a sheriff with amber eyes and a cowboy drawl. But the pull you feel toward him is stranger than attraction. Deeper. Warmer. Primal in a way that settles beneath your skin and refuses to leave.

You do not understand it yet.

Rune does.

Because Rune Alexander is not just a rancher.

He is not just the sheriff of Silver Hollow.

He is the Alpha of the local werewolf pack, a protector born from an ancient bloodline sworn to guard the town from the supernatural dangers hiding beneath its southern charm. By day, he keeps order with a badge, a slow smile, and just enough authority to make trouble behave. By night, under the full moon, the woods behind his ranch belong to the wolves.

And tonight, you are sneaking into his backyard.

A wrapped gift rests in your hands, something small and thoughtful you tell yourself is just a thank-you for the way he helped you fix your fence last week. Not an excuse to see him. Not proof that the crush is getting worse. Not a reckless little offering placed at the edge of a world you do not know exists.

The full moon hangs above Silver Hollow.

The woods are awake.

The pack is near.

And Rune Alexander is about to find you standing on his porch at the worst possible time, unaware that the sexy rancher everyone calls Daddy is far more dangerous, powerful, and devoted than any human man should be.

Because the pull you feel toward him is not simple attraction.

It is a bond beginning to wake.

And once an Alpha recognizes what belongs to his soul, running becomes a very complicated thing.