Shift

I was a werewolf.

The anticipation of shifting scared me, because once it happened, the North American King of Werewolves would force me to be his mate. And I barely survived him last time.

But he wasn't my only problem.

Rumors of my existence had slowly started circulating around. Now everywhere I turned, alphas were issuing challenges for me.

And then there was Dean.

And Logan.

But instead of dealing with any of it, I hid, letting the others call the shots. Part of me hoped I could hide away forever. But as my wolf continued clawing her way to the surface, the more answers I craved and the more dangerous I became.

Fights to the death.
A full moon shift.
A love triangle.

My life with werewolves grew more complicated everyday.