#1 under #MustRead -12/6/20 This story isn't about the werewolf who found his mate, but a human. Vera White was raised by werewolves, and grew up hated by the majority of her pack. She despised the idea of mates. Little did she know that she would have her own. Rider Blakely was the one werewolf who hated humans the most. Discovering that Vera was his mate was his worst nightmare. What neither of them know is that Vera is no regular human. Vera is going to change the world. Warning! Some mature language!!! And no stealing my work. This is MY story. Go use that pretty little head of yours to make your own. You guys are amazing and I hope you enjoy!

WARNING! Please be advised that this is not a bedtime story about sparkly fairies and pink unicorns. This book may contain graphic descriptions of poisoned apples and witches' ovens. It is not appropriate for supernatural beings under the age of 377 (excluding vampires and werewolves). DISCLAIMER: Wicked Witches Inc. and Evil Stepmother Enterprises are not responsible for any maiming, mass murder or permanent insanity resulting from the reading of this book.

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.