"You're ours," they whispered in my ears simutaniously. I swallowed loudly in response. "But- but-" I tried to state. "No buts little mate," Daniel said as I felt his lips move to mine. "Except for your actual butt," Jack stated, winking at me. Next thing I know Daniel's lips covered mine while Jack began kissing my neck. Without wanting to, I moaned loudly, causing them to grin against me. All I could think was 'Ughh I am so screwed.' ----- Hi! I'm Lana, and I'm a werewolf. Yes, a werewolf, but I'm not like the other wolves. I'm not beautiful or special. I'm an omega. Being an omega is the lowest rank of our pack. It's my job to follow orders. There are three rules for an omega: don't ever ignore orders, stay under the radar, and never ever get in touch with the alpha, beta, or third in command. ----- (highest rank:#27 in werewolf which I think is amazing and a wonder!)

Misty has always felt out of place, a loner. so when she goes to Fields Inc. she finds herself not only a new job as a PA to her bosses twin son's, but she's also introduced to world she never knew about, and suddenly she doesn't feel out of place she feels............ wanted. OK this story will be filled with a lot of rated-r scenes so if you can't handle it I advise you to back away slowly with your hands in the air. and since I really didn't get any feedback on my other story I have stopped writing that one for now (if you read it I am sorry in advanced on how bad it was I'm in the process of editing the chapters I have up already) and if this one doesn't get any feedback I will stop it too. I'm sorry if I sound bitchy but I really need to know how I'm doing so I can make this story enjoyable for you guys. OK done with the lecture so tell me how does it sound and if I should continue with the story.

Chloe's p.o.v. All I want to do is go to Caines and finish what we started. I walked into the pack house and smelt him in the living room but his scent changed a bit. More Woodsy. I wrapped my arms around his waist from the back but did not expect what happened when he turned around. It wasn't Caine. I took in every detail from the little scar by his eyebrow to the gray eyes looking back at me. His dark brown hair almost black, pink wet lips, strong jaw line, muscles outlining his black t-shirts, and the mysterious grey captivating eyes. This definitely wasn't Caine. "What's going on?"I heard Caine's voice boom as I whirled around trying to get out of his grip but Dom's grip tightened.