Devran is a handsome, dominant, certainly arrogant, and aggressive Alpha who despises humans... Mira is a human. Both docile and beautiful. When this human finds herself in the lives of werewolves everything begins to change. Both tension and attraction build between herself and the rising Alpha who continues to claim he hates her kind. Everything Mira thinks she knows about herself is about to drastically change when unexplained events bring forth more mysteries and secrets than anyone could have expected. Will Devren regret pushing Mira away once she figures out who she truly is? ------------------(Sneak peek) "I'm thinking about it" his voice was still low but not at all soft. His breath fanned the side of my head and it felt like it's own sense of caress. "You are?" I squeaked. "As soon as your scent wafted through this house I thought about how you taste...how you sound" he licked his lips as if the memory were truly there for him to have again. I swallowed hard. I was pinned in place by his heated gaze. "D-Devran" I tried warning him to stop messing with me. "Yes, just like that, you breathlessly calling my name again."

The gods and demons of the ancient world were never myths but twisted from a very real past...and they are still living among us. When Kaja Landauer is violently killed she finds herself immersed in the world of the Avati, a race of ancient and indestructible people. And she is bound to a man, a legend among the Avati, with a haunting past of his own while she tries to navigate this strange and uncertain new world. The young are weak; the old are strong. And Kaja has unwittingly stumbled into the territory of the oldest gods of all. Nanowrimo 19 Completed