Unmasking the Enforcer

Lilith
When the Beast growls at me across the Halloween party, all I see is the man underneath the scars. The one who flinched at kindness. The one I can’t stop wanting. I should stay away. Falling for the team’s enforcer? That’s probably career suicide. But somehow, I keep stepping closer to the cage.

Mason
I’m good at one thing—breaking what threatens my team. My rules are simple: don’t feel, don’t trust, don’t get close. Then Lilith showed up, all fire and fearlessness in clown paint and heels, laughing like she wasn’t scared of me. She should be. I ruin nice things. I don’t get happy endings.

But when she looks at me like I’m worth saving, I start to wonder—what if the Beast doesn’t want to be tamed?