Once the ceremony began, I focused on the stage. That is when I found the source of the intoxicating scent. Standing on the stage, in all his glory, was the son of the alpha. We locked eyes, his catching a gleam in them, his eyes briefly changed colour to that of his wolfs, but he quickly gained control. Blinking rapidly, I averted my eyes, to my brother, and that's when I realised. My mate is the alpha!

**MAJOR EDITING** Running. Always running. Danger, a vampire/werewolf hybrid is on the run. Has been all her life. After rumours spread of her unusual birth, her pack was slaughtered. She was the only person she could depend on. Many years later, as she carelessly hunted upon pack lands, she gets caught.... What happens when she gets captured and finds out her mate is the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the state? What will the Alpha think when he hears of the horror of her past? What happens when a pack of rouges attack and Danger seeks vengeance for her long lost pack?