To say the least, she was a human, with little humanity left inside of her. A world with 3 different kind, vampires, werewolves and the most fragile and delicate rank, humans.
She was neither vampires or werewolves but she was strong, stronger than any human. Hardship had fall exactly entire her life. Her feelings fading, and whats left were her anger inside boiling to let out. Everyone thought she was a witch and dangerous.
But will her fate change after she meet with her mate?
He pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes. I knew he felt the same spark as I did, I'm his mate.
And he was trouble.
"Mine" he growled.
And the next thing I knew, everything went black.