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Ailia Esmeray was a gift from the Moon Goddess. Abandoned as a baby in the hands of an Alpha. She is a human raised amongst wolves. No stranger to the creatures of the nights.
Thierry Night was her destiny. The Moon Goddess's designed plan, since the moment she was first born.
They're destined to be together, rule together, love one-another.
But can destiny foresee the will of a tigress? The love she holds for another may rip the moon goddesses prophecies right into tethers.
And with the mortal and lycan world in the balance of destruction, Ailia's and Theirry's unity is the only possible thing that could bring about peace in this treacherous land.
Will Ailia be forced to make the impossible decision between the man she loves and the man she is destined to?
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