Emma Collins never planned to bump into him ever again. Not to mention the fact that she hated him. But fate had other plans. Emma just had to make one beautiful mistake. (All Rights Reserved) Tropes: enemies to lovers, push and pull, pregnancy, groveling The MMC is not your typical hero. You might hate him, but then grow to love him.

When most people look back on their lives, they see that one defining event. The moment that changes everything. And my moment was him.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* *This story was written a long time and needs to undergo intense editing--working on it!* He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*