©2017 by foreverfearful. All rights reserved. Cover credit: @31Tendai Highest Ranking: #45 in Mystery/Thriller Ayla Anderson has lived a fairly normal and simple life, that is, until she was pushed from her balcony, seven floors down. Ayla wakes up in the hospital, surviving only because she had missed the sidewalk by a little, and landed in a bush. Everyone thinks that she fell, but all she can think about is that push. Ayla knows someone pushed her, she felt it. When she meets a strange boy in the hospital who wears a knowing smirk, she can only assume so many things. He seems to know something, yet Ayla has no idea who he is. Who is he, and what does he know about her fall?

Abby is a 16 year old werewolf looking for her mate because she's in danger when she shifted on her 16th birthday is when her search began because she shifted into a white wolf the rarest wolf of them all. Blake is a 17 year old alpha who doesn't want a mate because of his past What happens when the moon goddess pairs these two together what happens (A\N plz give me some slack I've never written a book like this Before and plz don't mind any spelling errors I'm not a dictionary)

Phoenix; a badass werewolf hunter. After one mission gone wrong, her dad forces her into a temporary retirement. She unknowingly moves into the center of the Wolf Claw Pack's territory. Griffin; sexy, possessive Alpha. He met his human mate, Veronica, when a pack of his wolves brought her in for interrogation. She is his entire world, but he can tell she still hiding things from him. In the back of his mind he wonders where she learned to fight and how she accepted the werewolf world with such ease. What do these two have in common? Well, when Phoenix is taken by a certain group of werewolves, did you expect her to tell them her true identity? ---------------- "You seem to keep forgetting who you belong to." He growls, pushing me up against the pool wall. "I don't remember becoming your object." "Maybe we should change that." "You're not marking me." "Says who?" He whispers lightly in my ear, his wet hair skimming my skin. Before I can react, his lips are on mine.