Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured 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*

"I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul." William Ernest Henly © 2014 heavenlyrunes

Simplistic, logical, un-emotional, cold-hearted and unwanted, those words are used by everyone to describe Hella. Her looks are simplistic, her thoughts are logical, her words are cold-hearted, she lacks emotion and her being is unwanted, even by her parents. Hella has been the out-cast for as long as she can remember and everyone likes it that way. But now that he has her, he will show Hella that she isn't the only cold person out there. He is so icy that even the winter is not match for him, but as the frozen Hella begins to melt, she begins to wonder if there isn't more to this man, if he isn't the evil that he has potrays. Hella finds her answer, but it could mean the death of her, and those words are spoken quite literally.

I am his salvation. I'm just like any other human being who doesn't want attention. Though that's already impossible with my weird eyes which others find fascinating and I deem annoying. My life is perfectly normal. Well, that's before I'm abducted by a group of salivating monsters with red eyes and rather long canines. They are led by a man who looks as beautiful as an angel, but as hot and sexy as a devil. If he isn't frowning, which he always is. He needs me for the sake of his kind and most especially, for the safety of humanity. He claims he will protect me until I fulfill my part. I doubt him, though, since he's given me nothing but greedy stares...