As everyone is aware the Mating Ceremonial Galla of North America is the first day of the new year. Wolves all dress up in their most ostentatious clothing, trying to impress others, but it all comes down to one thing. The moon goddesses' wishes. If she wants you with some tall brute at that ball, you most definitely will leave with that said tall brutish werewolf from the ball. Everyone from 18-28 is forced to attend. You're probably thinking the same thing Tate did.. no way in hell, am I going to live with a sexist hormonal bipolar bitch-face pup of a man because some Goddess thinks it's my destiny, no way. Or so she thought before meeting Alpha Gabriel Chambers from the small pack in Hawaii.

Alien invasion? No problem. Fighting of 5 deadly creatures at once with a broken arm? Piece of cake Confronting the feelings she has for the kid that saved her life? Unsolvable equation

❝i've never experienced such happiness due to a person that doesn't exist.❞ [ #2 in random on 10/3/17 ] [ completed on 3/8/17 , thank you for 1 million ♡ ]

After six new boys meet (Y/n), they begin an unhealthy obsession over the female and soon take it too far. There's not much chance of her escaping their thoughts or hands but she's definitely going to try when she's had enough.

"So when are we getting to this so-called 'safe' place." I ask his stone faced ass. I'm just trying to get a little conversation going. It is to quiet. The only thing I hear is the car engine and our- well my breathing. His quiet ass. I mean he won't even turn the radio on. Who does that!?! Since he isn't gonna talk to me I might as well get comfortable. I lean my seat back and put my feet up on the dashboard. Luckily I had painted my toes the day before. "Get your feet down now." I look at him stunned. "Now you wanna talk." Being the stubborn person I am I keep my feet up. He swerves the car to the side of the road so quickly I bang my head against the window. "Oww!" I complain. I'm probably gonna have a concussion now. He turns toward me with such a hateful look I flinch. "Get your fucking feet down now or I will cut your pinky toes off and grill them." My feet are back in their shoes in record time. He pulls back on the road then. "At least my feet don't stink."