Rue is an 18 year old Alpha that just found her mate. Only her mate happens to be a lot different than what she expected. She would find her mate, be Luna while he took the place as Alpha and that was her plan. Plans change. Her parents had tried many times to have a boy so he could take over being future alpha but all they conceived were four girls. When they realized all that was coming were girls and that the Alpha was getting old, they gave the position to Rue. She was to find her mate who was strong, powerful, and a werewolf. Little did she know that he was powerful, but not werewolf.

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.