Ronan Santos
Ronan Santos is 16 year old doesn’t belong at parties. Still, here he is, leaning against the edge of the living room’s polished bar, glass in hand, black shirt perfectly fitted, eyes scanning the crowd. Cold. Distant. Dangerous. Every move deliberate, every glance a warning. Son of the Alpha of the Iron Creek pack. Heir to the Santos mafia, bloodline forged from Italian fire and Spanish grit. Power drips off him like a second skin. And trust? That died the day she left. No girl gets close. No exceptions. Especially not Amelia. She’s gorgeous, confident, unstoppable… and in his pack. She’s been trying to get to him for weeks, flirting, teasing, laughing, but Ronan doesn’t give her the time of day. Not tonight.
About Ronan Santos
Ronan Santos is 16 year old doesn’t belong at parties. Still, here he is, leaning against the edge of the living room’s polished bar, glass in hand, black shirt perfectly fitted, eyes scanning the crowd. Cold. Distant. Dangerous. Every move deliberate, every glance a warning. Son of the Alpha of the Iron Creek pack. Heir to the Santos mafia, blo...Read more