*COMPLETE There once was a girl named Genevieve, yet that was rarely spoken since her fiery hair out shown the simple German name. Ginger was apart of the infamous werewolf pack, native to Alaska, called The ColdStone Pack. She is the daughter of the Beta, the right hand man of the Alpha, and twin to Liam. There also just so happens to be a boy who is her mate, and he may be the Alphas son. The life of Ginger may seem average, and maybe it is! ----------------------------------------- "We have to find him" I yelled "Honey we've been looking all morning, and you weren't waking up. Everyone was in a panic" my dad mumbled I looked around and shot down the hall into my room. I got a pair of jeans and a shirt and changed into them and put on a sweatshirt. I put my hair up and ran out of my room. "What do you think your doing?" My dad questioned stepping in my way "To find Noah!" I yelled and pushed past him "I don't think that's a good idea Ginger," my dad said picking me up and carried me to my room. He threw me on my bed and quickly ran out. I sprung up but didn't get to the door in time, there was a small click and I was trapped. "Go ahead and lock me in here but there is no one in this entire world that can keep me from finding him" I yelled ----------------------------------------------- Remember to...... VOTE COMMENT AND ENJOY!! -SqigglyLine12345

THIS IS A SEQUEL TO HE'S MY MATE I feel the cold stones pressed to my back, seeping through the piece of fabric I have on to cover my body, the concrete below just as cold. This room, wherever it is, is kept low, low enough to bring my body temperature down. I haven't been able to access my wolf since I had been drugged when they got me. I don't know who they are, some monsters that have kept me prisoner. I don't even know how long I've been here. I tried counting the days, but when there are no windows, barely any lights, and when you keep getting knocked out by drugs, it makes it impossible to guess. I feel the deep pit of despair coming back to swallow me whole. The mood swings I keep going through, they must be a side effect of whatever it is they're giving me. There's no way out of this, there's no way Alarik will find me, and there's no way I can break free. I give up pulling on the shackles that bind my wrists, the skin there rubbed raw and scabbing from all the times I've tried to pull them loose. Even if I had my wolf strength, they're made of silver. There's no way I'm getting out of them, not unless someone unlocks them with a key. *************** Following Allison's disappearance, Alarik has been on edge. He's seached the entire pack, looked every possible place near their lands and hasn't found a single piece of evidence that leads to her, and what's worse is he can't link to her. Something's shut off the access of her to him, and there are very, very few ways that could happen, and one of them is death. Alarik refuses to give up hope that his mate is still alive and while he wants to blame Hazel, the very demon who said she wouldn't stop until she was with Alarik, one witness actually saw what happened, and it wasn't a woman that had taken his mate. Alarik is racing against time. Time that if it runs out, he must marry the very woman he despises, and the time that's slowly ticking to find Allison alive. Cover by @_fangirling

This is a story from the Episode App. This book will include detailed adult scenes from certain episodes that will 100% get me banned from the app. Xx