•••Completed••• ••He pushes me against a wall, like yesterday, but this time he starts trailing small kisses along my collar bone and up my neck before whispering in my ear. "You really shouldn't talk to me like that sweetheart." I focus on not letting my trembling lips influence my voice. "Why should I listen to you?" He continues trailing kisses along my neck, "Because you're mine."•• Mara Banks isn't a normal teenager. She was left as a newborn baby on someones doorstep and taken in and cared by her new parents. But, something unusual happens on her thirteenth birthday. She shifts into a tiger. Now she is seventeen and she gets seen in her tiger form by some hunters, her family have no option but to move to a small town and start fresh. Little did the family know that they were now in someone's territory; werewolf territory. There her life changes when bad boy, Ryder Jackson shows up. Why does Mara get lost in his glorious green eyes and get tingles every time he touches her? All she knows is that she has to keep her secret, what will her new friends think if they find out? But what happens when these hunters won't give up? Mara needs to make her decision of letting her secret out to her friends. Because not only Mara, but Ryder will get hurt if she chooses wrong. •••Irregular occurring coarse language•••

When I look around I see disgust written across their face. They call me weak and try to treat me like I'm a pice of garbage, a trashy person, I've been called so many names, I can't even remember all of them, but.... they don't even faze me any more. The only support I receive is from my best friends, two to be more specific and the Alpha of my pack, everyone else hates me, or better said they are disgusted by me. Before I use to feel pain when I saw that disapproval and hateful looks replaced the sweet loving ones, but now it just became a part of my life. I'd probably be bullied too if I wouldn't be able to protect myself and if my best friends wouldn't help me too, but even in those I have certain limits which I hate, I like to be able to reach my potential but I'm not allowed to. I hate my life right now, but I don't show it, I keep it for myself and try to enjoy what I'm able to do. I try to live a happy life Yet ,with all this things hardening my life, hope still burns inside of me, it is more like a smolder vulcano, that waits to erupt. I dream to find my true love, my soulmate, to be able to show my real power and stop living trough lies, because I fear I might end up believing them, believing my own lies . And all this should became true when I turn seventeen. But what if more lies appeare and they interweave with unknown intrigues, secrets are revealed, promises are made and broken and the consequences of this come crushing down on my. (Formerly known as "Omega?hmm...nope. The strongest werewolf?better"