Emory Fierce is an Omega in the Bloodstone Pack. She lives a miserable life as the pack's maid, chef, and personal punching bag. She knows she'll never escape and all she hopes for now is the end. Brenden Moon, Alpha of all Alphas, The Alpha King. He's been looking for his mate for years with no luck and is running out of patience. The answer: a ball that all werewolves under his rule were required to attend. Including Emory. What will happen when the highest in rank comes upon the lowest? Will help her, or will he throw her to the wolves? ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ Mentions abuse, rape, and death of a child (death of child is separate from the other two not all three happen to the child). If this makes you uncomfortable please do not read.

-1997- Willow Monroe and Kennedy Danes have been best friends since drawings were assignments in school. They've been joined at the hip for years. They love riding bikes together, smiling for real, and laughing, even at the wrong times. Once their senior year of high school comes around, Kennedy becomes terminally ill. Though he has plans that don't involve sadness, he still needs to find a way to tell Willow he only has six more months to live. Willow and Kennedy can never say the word 'goodbye'. They have this agreement to say Hello up until their last time spent together. The sixteenth of August in the year of 1997 is when Willow and Kennedy say Hello for the last time. -2006- Nine years later finds Willow in the smallest hospital of Chicago, working as a registered nurse. There she meets Wyatt Blanquette, a curmudgeonly patient with untapped wisdom and heart, beneath a stony exterior. When they agree to be nice to each other instead of abundantly rude, Wyatt eventually shows the fact that he sees a light in Willow that cannot burn out. Everything changes once Wyatt reveals to Willow his heart-wrenching secret. Willow's thoughts bicker and she has to determine whether she should suppress the feelings she's afraid of reliving, or to let them be seen - with her heart wide open. #10 in General Fiction | hit the featured list

What's wrong, Imara? Today I saw someone die. What did you do about it? Nothing. I closed my eyes, and walked away.