Thirteen years ago, Harley lost her family. Though it left some damage, she's finally ready to return to her family's pack and start her own tale. But writing a happy ending is much harder than she thought. Will Grey is a rogue hunter. Thirteen years ago, he was Harley's brother's best friend. Now all grown up and more attractive than ever, Will is Harley's closest connection to the past. Trapped between wanting to forget her past and desperately needing something familiar to hold onto, Harley isn't quite sure where to categorize Will. As Harley tries to make a home for herself, bigger problems appear on the horizon. Her family wasn't victim to a random rogue attack, but instead something much, much worse. Will she be able to find her spot in her family's pack? Or will something else wipe her out first?

" stop smoking " he grabbed the cigarette i was about to light and threw it onto the ground. " but you smoke too, what's your fucking logic? " " there's something better than fucking nicotine " " oh yeah? what is it? " i eyed him cautiously. " my lips, what else? " then and right there, he crashed his lips on mine.

Before the beginning there was seven of them. After the end there was one. Will he join his friends? Friends. Hope. Care. Trust. Strength. Dedication. Loyalty. Friends. Smile.