***MAY CONTAIN VIOLENCE, SEX!!!*** Happy to take in readers advice and what they would like to read, more or less of. Basic story line has been decided. Scenes or scenarios haven't! So jump on in to a world that revolves around the moon, where you can get involved or engrossed, till your hearts content. Read how you want to. Reader be warned this is NOT a PG book and is intended as an adult book and for adult reading. Will be regularly updated, not full edited, excuse any minimal mistakes. (No proof reader) Ires a strong young women, has a battle in life coming towards her, will she take it in her stride. In a pack where women are viewed as property and mates are subjectively given to one another. Where will she end up, how will she survive the brutality of the world she lives in? Who will she end up with? how will life work for her? chapter one test-taste "Many believe that there's a beauty a harmony to pack life. Just as the fairy tales wish to predict. I can assure you they are not, there's no finding your place or finding a true mate. You are put into a position you fill and can fit. Any male can apply for a mate and they a suited with the best candidate according to alphas rule. On rare situations the elders will come down from the high sacred temples and intervene. For when the moon goddess tells them to create a specific partnership for a mate request. I sound disrespectful, and its not that I don't believe in our history and ways. Just sometimes I question the order of things round here. I was sat in the great hall, as every year all uncovered females where gathered and assessed...."

"Why are you not wearing any pants?" Gannon growls, slamming the door and stalking across the room towards me. I shrug. "Pants are overrated." Gannon pulls me up. "Mine." He growls in my ear. "Only I get to see what's mine." "Pft," I snort, wrapping my arms around his waist and making eye contact with an uncomfortable looking Grover over Gannon's shoulder. "It's Grove." I see Grover wince and his eyes drop to the ground. My heart clenches and I hope my next words will wipe away the sting of what I've just said. "We both know how much you love it when Grove watches us." I whisper in Gannon's ear. Gannon growls and presses his hips into mine. Grover's eyes rocket up to meet mine. I smile encouragingly. "We both know how much sexier it is when you know Grove is right outside listening to every groan and moan. We both know how much you want him to join us." ****** This book is straight up smut with a side of plot line. There will be mXmXf and mXf and probably some mxm and if I can work it in, some fxf. There will also be some BDSM because... well... yum. You've been warned to read at your own risk.

Arabella Pines is the sweetest person anybody will ever meet. She is selfless and is all ways thinking about others. She is not only rich in kindness, but in beauty. And just like other she-wolves in her pack, Arabella cannot wait to meet her mate. She has wished upon every star, and has prayed to the Moon Goddess to grant her only wish. What she doesn't know is that her wish would come true, and it will be a brutal sight. Xander Black, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. He feeds off fear, loves to kill, and is a cold hearted beast. He has never wished for a mate, for him they are a sign of weakness. He has stopped loving a long time ago. Xander plans to take over his neighboring pack that night, the Snow Moon Pack. But what he doesn't know is that a special someone is waiting their for him. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Please," I beg, "Just please let me go." A thunderous growl ripples in his throat. He ignores me and drags me deeper into the woods the opposite to his campsite. A faze of confusion passes over me as he drags me the other way. I know there is no use struggling but I continue to do it anyways. His muscular hand still holds a tight grip on me, as if I effect him in no way whatsoever. Suddenly he stops walking and I am harshly shoved against a tree. Pain shoots up my spine and a whimper escapes my lips. Tears roll down my face, and I realize that their is no use in begging. There is no escape. The monster holding me up harshly against the tree is not just any man, this monster is my mate.