Twelve years ago, Julia believed she was Harold's fated mate, only to be callously rejected. So when years later he asks her to be his fake mate, she can finally even the score and get her revenge...but then Harold will lose his last chance at redemption, and Julia will never learn if they're fake or fated. Season 3 of The Astronomical Odds *** Her pack knows her as Julia the Doc or the Thornback--a slur for an unmated she-wolf. Twelve years ago, the provisional Alpha Harold mated, abandoned her for a deceitful Luna Scarlett, only to be broken and left dead inside by the temptress. Scorned, Julia's only chance for vengeance is to agree to be Harold's fake mate for political purposes, then publicly reject him in a mating ceremony, destroying his chances to pick up the pieces. What she doesn't expect is that their fake match would make both of them re-evaluate their adolescent feelings. While Julia and Harold walk the thin line that separates fake mates from fated mates, only the goodwill of the most respected Alpha on the continent and his Stargazer Luna prevent their bluff from being called. But someone is poised to give them a little push from the shadows, so that they fall from grace once and for all.

"Don't you know it's bad to underestimate Vampires sweetie?" Ethan snarled "Ready?" I hear Grayson and my eyes drifted towards him "5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Run!" Once the word rolled off his tongue, my feet hammered against the ground and I disappeared into the cold night. "Sorry Satan" I whisper emerging into the woods "but you're mad if you think I'm dying today"

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake