He had this look in his eyes, that made her wonder just how many men he had killed over his search for love, and bonded hope. The serrated grin that slid into place along his slender lips, confirmed her thoughts. He had lost count, and given in on the sinful deeds. "You are what he has been hiding? A woman of entranced beauty, and untouched skin? The last she-wolf to walk the lands, of man." The woman of innocence shifted beneath his golden gaze, her heart hammering against her ribs in an ravenous rush for blood. "Who are you?" The question fell from her blossomed lips with a taste of venom, her chin tilting upward to focus upon the man that pinned her against the hardened bark of the oak. "Your saving grace." ━━━ Dakota Hayden Lupus, is the last she-wolf to wonder the lands of North America, her presence amongst the land hidden beneath the shade of isolation. It has been over 300 years since the last birthed she-wolf had ventured into the depths of beast, making her single breath a rarity amongst oddities. At the age of sixteen Dakota, took on the transformation of human to beast, the agonizing feeling of bending bones, and fleeting muscle overtaking her shaken body. Much to her defeat the transformation meant far more than a simple adjustment of bones, it meant she was forsaken with the scent of captivation. Living with her father and sister in a secluded cabin in north Montana, Dakota, is forced to keep her ambition and curiosity to herself. At least until an Alpha with a taste for something far more than cooed encouragement, ventures into her life with a malicious desire. ━━━ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs • sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ • ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs • ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ Copyright © 2018 by Madeline E. Williams All rights reserved Cover By| Elizabeth (Anonymous_115)

"You say you have a stoned heart, yet you defend yourself like it's made of glass." "It isn't stoned but burnt with the ashes of what once remained..." •~• Augustina Camilla Aron was born from the ashes of man, her life revolving around the sacred golden hued blood that runs through her thickened veins. At the youthful age of twelve, her family was engulfed in the ravenous subject of war, her father died at the hands of an ambitious king, and her mother slaughtered in her arms with the jealousy of the rival kingdom. Now, at the age of twenty the Princess of Theadale, the Princess of Man, and the Princess of Fire serves beneath the man who slaughtered her family. The man who stole the crown from her father's lifeless body, proclaiming himself king with a single wave of his jeweled hand. Augustina is a slave to the King, a weapon forged from the fire of man to conquer the breathing for the entertainment of the world. She is a slave of the crown, a woman robbed her birthright. A princess born from the ashes of man... Third Place Winner~ The Dark Awards Authors Pick Best Cover~ The Dark Awards Cover by| mahana258