Mira Eplett is betrothed without choice to a boy she neither cares for nor likes. In truth, she detests him. She must live everyday seeing his annoying face and endure his arrogant behavior. At least he hates her equally. What will happen when they both change for the better? Could they be friends? Could he become something more to her? No, impossible. Not him.

[BOOK TRAILER NOW AVAILABLE] VISIT https://youtu.be/APtEPckzBdA OR READ TO FIND OUT MORE. . ------------------ ~☽ ◯ ☾~ ------------------ "I'm a wolf...I hunger for you in ways I didn't think imaginable. This obsession is eating me alive. I feel this hunger no matter what I do and I'm starved. It's insatiable and only you can quench it." Every full moon it's the same. It's the time of the Wild Hunt, when the wolves disappear into the night, tracking the prey, a deer or stag. Some are easier to catch than the rest, but the prime prey, is the Golden Stag, the one that evades them every time. Most girls don't make it past fifteen. They are caught and taken as a mate before they learn how to survive the great hunt. The longer a girl survives, the more appealing she becomes. She begins as a deer, fresh and unaware...vulnerable. If she lasts three moons, she becomes a stag, the more respected prey and the more skilled...worth hunting. The one who has survived the longest is crowned the Golden Stag. Every Alpha male; the strongest, quickest, boldest, track the scent of the Golden Stag. It is different from that of the others, intoxicating...tempting. To bring down the Golden Stag is a mark of skill and authority, well worth the time spent pursuing it. The Wild Hunt. It makes me feel alive and dead, free and caged, broken and whole. I am the Golden Stag. Catch me if you can. . ------------------ ~☽ ◯ ☾~ ------------------

In a world where power rules, pure-blood werewolf Clans are considered royalty. A mating with a werewolf different from your Clan is deemed a law broken by the Elders and the mating itself is said to be cursed. Passed down from generation to generation the unsaid rule of mating within your blood-bounds has been strengthened to its core and the werewolf Clans flourished. But a dark force is moving to oppose this law. It breathes and it controls. He is Demetrius. And he intends to twist the concept of mating forever. *THE PICTURE USED IN THE ABOVE COVER BELONGS TO ITS APPROPRIATE OWNER AND IT IS NOT MY OWN*