Axel King. The Alphas son. Heir to the Blackmoon Pack. Only just turning eighteen and wanting nothing more than the teacher he's thought about ever since she started teaching at his highschool. He knew as soon as he stepped into her classroom that she was his mate, he just couldn't approach her on the subject. She was a human after all. Ava Spring. She really was like a spring lamb. Clumsy, small, innocent to a T. She didn't pay attention to the boys when she moved to America with her mum ten years before and she still doesn't pay attention now. She didn't notice one of her students staring at her for an entire year, she didn't notice the wanting look in his eye, she didn't even really care that he was the Alphas son. He was just her student and she was just the teacher. The teacher of a werewolf. *THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN A MATURE SIDE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. MANY THANKS FOR READING*