Nicole d'Armand never expected to walk into her apartment and find her fiancé *bleep*-deep in another woman's lady bits. What's a girl to do?
Well, after obliterating an 18th-century Meissen vase, delivering a punch that would make a heavyweight boxer proud, and embarking on a night of raucous drinking, Nicole figures she might as well embrace the chaos.
But when alcohol and pheromones collide, her wild night spins into something unexpected... Like a ride on the Logan Everett express.
Which, naturally, leads to a whirlwind of its own: She's his fated mate. Because of course she is.
And he rejects her. Because of course he does.
Now embroiled in a mystery bigger than her post-breakup hangover, Nicole finds herself the prime suspect in a murder she didn't commit—no matter how tempting the thought might have been. And the only person who believes her innocence? The same guy who shot down the idea of being her fated mate.
Great. Just what she needed: her love life is a crime scene, and the man stupid enough to let her go is holding her freedom in his hands.
