Mates. They were supposed to be your perfect match. Well, biologically, anyway. Lycans are paired at birth with a person deemed to be their perfect biological match. In this way, the moon goddess can assure the survival of her created species. Couples are matched based on how strong their children will be, ensuring the endurance of the Lycans with the least threat of annihilation. But what happens when someone goes against their match? Lily Sanders knew her mate wouldn't be anyone special. Small, quiet, and weak herself, she could only expect that her mate would be just like that. Only the tall, beautiful, strong females were paired with the tall, handsome, strong males. But when one of the strongest Alphas claims her as his, despite what fate has chosen, Lily must decide between who was made for her, and who is right for her.

Maybe he wasn't the brute she thought he was after all. Nobody had noticed that she had been freezing in her dress, the marble under her bare feet didn't help anything either. She tried her best to hide it in fear of burdening anybody. Something deep down throbbed in the pit of her stomach, touched by his attention and action. "Thank you." She whispered, still staring into his eyes. The was a slight pause as they stared into each others eyes. "Damn it." He cursed and in one step, she was in his arms, pressed against the cold metal of his armour. An arm went around her waist and gripped the fabric on her dress, the other travelled behind her neck before sinking into her hair. He gripped it gently and tugged, forcing her head back as he claimed her mouth with his. ------------------- In which a girl finds out that her Prince Charming isn't a Prince Charming after all. He's actually the God of the Underworld. -------------------- ⚠WARNING⚠ This book contains graphic scenes of sex and is not suitable for those weak hearted and uncorrupted, those of us who enjoy a good smut - enjoy!