••• It's been seven years since he rejected me to be with an alpha female. It's been four years since I left my pack. Finally after much persuasion, I decided to come back, well-just for the annual summer alpha gala. And that's when it all changes. ••• Odetta has spent the last few years running from her past. From a mate that rejected her and a family that wants to help her. She's perfectly content living away from them and trying to heal until she decides to go back home. Just for a bit. In comes the handsome Alpha Casper, a man she can't seem to stand, and his son, a little boy sweeter than honey itself. Could they be the prefect distraction from a broken heart? ••• [Status: Complete.] [Word Count: 60,000-80,000]

Fear... Pure fear. The sort of fear that makes your skin itch, when you can feel every hair on your body rise. When you feel like your skin is crawling, the sort of fear that makes your body freeze paralysing you on the spot. That's the sort fear I felt when I heard her blood curdling scream, only thing was I was her big sister I couldn't run away. I had no choice but to move to go to her. Forcing my legs up the front porch of the pack house and running in the direction I could hear her screaming my name. My feet pounding on the floorboards in panic echoing throughout the house.Moving so fast I felt myself sliding on the hallway rug making me skid along the floor and into the wall. My head and shoulder twisting at an unatural angle into the kitchen door frame smashing into it with enough force that black dots danced in front my vision, my collarbone and shoulder sending shooting pain through my body as I hear my shoulder making a sickening crack on impact. "Aria Aria" Her petrified scream resonated through the house. Jumping to my feet the sudden movement making my head throb and the room spin for a second before settling, turning the corner into the kitchen to see the Alpha dragging my sister by her hair into the basement with a whip in his other hand. I start running to her. Grabbing the basement door frame just in time for him to slam the door shut on my fingers, my own scream of agony escaping my lips . Reaching for the door handle I twist it but its been locked. Trying to ignore the excruciating pain coming from my trapped fingers,I start trying to yank my hand free.The sound of her crying and screaming for me on the other side of the door piercing my soul and making my blood run ice cold. A few paragraphs from chapter 6

My name is Moira and I am an Omega shifter. A year ago, my biggest worry was finding my mate, thinking he steered clear because of my 12 older brothers. I wish it was that simple. He stayed away because of something much worst. The future of the entire race of shifters depended on the choice of us being together. Apparently, choosing me means chosing war still, I forced his hand to chose me. And life never remained the same again. My name is Moira and I am Queen of the USC.