Being an Alpha of a massive pack without having the ability to communicate verbally has its setbacks. After a tragic accident that happened to him when he was a child, Alpha Jaxton hasn't spoken to anyone. The Alpha can only communicate through mind-links, mainly with his most trusted Beta. One night, at an annual gathering consisting of members from all of the East Coast packs, he discovers his mate; however he faces a dilemma: he can't speak to her. Not only does he have to search for his mate, without knowing her name or pack, but he is also forced to relive the horrors of his past. Awesome cover by: @Kira_t10

He rejected her, his mate. He didn't want a human as a mate and even though it was quite rare to have one, he beat the odds. A weak little human would never survive in a world of werewolf's. A year later they meet again, only different. When attending a meeting with all the pack Alpha's in the country is when he sees her. She is no longer weak; she is a full supernatural and has the blood of every kind running through her. How did this happen? He was certain she was human just last year and it's impossible to have every type of supernatural blood to run through your body and not tear yourself apart from each of their urges. I think it's safe to say he wants her back now . . . but will she accept him or just reject him like he did to her?

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart