I Won't Date the Wolf Prince

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>What happens on the island stays on the island...</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Spending a month on Love Island for wolf shifters is not my idea of a good time. I'm about to start my second year of law school and instead of banking hours at a coveted internship I'm stuck sipping pina coladas on a white sand beach in the middle of the Caribbean.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Okay yeah. I hear how that sounds.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But hear me out. The whole point of this island? It's a glorified dating show. I have to spend each night with a new single testosterone-fueled alpha in a private beach hut because the Council of Wolves believes mating bonds are on the fritz.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Why did I say yes to this? Because my dad made me a deal: he'll pay off ALL of my student loans if I endure one season at Wolf Island.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I had a plan. A good plan that would keep me from getting dragged into someone else's love story. But then my skin starts buzzing around Lukas and he gets this idea in his head...</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He says we're perfect allies since he doesn't want to find a mate either. If we can stay together we can enjoy our month in paradise without the awkward first dates.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It seems like a perfect plan.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Until Lukas paints on my skin and my lungs forget how to work.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Until the directors change our two twin beds into a single queen.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Until my never-present wolf starts stirring under the surface...</span></p><p></p>