my life is perfect, NOT. i had to leave my best friends in the whole wide world, and move to Maine. not Florida or California, but Maine. and when i finally think of coming back, i have this huge secret that I'm nervous if i tell anyone they would turn on me, but i had no idea there were more in the world just like me and that changes everything. but never in my whole life had i dreamed about falling so hard, you're afraid to crash and when 'mister right' finally makes sense to you, all because i went to Maine. but there's a catch, more like two, there are two of them, two Mr. rights, or so i think, and someone's after me, who's been after me, its a long story.
I thought I was six. I wasn't. I thought my parents were coming back to find me. They weren't. I couldn't remember my name. I didn't know who I was. I didn't know where I was. I didn't know or remember anything.
Until one night.
I didn't do anything wrong, but they seem to think I did. They wanted to kill me. They still do.
I was saved that night. I was saved by the him, the Alpha, who didn't know a thing about me. And ever since then, he has been the one who saved me.
But nothing he can do will save me from them. The rogues.
For some reason they want me, and no amount of protection will save me from them. They want me dead, and nothing will stop them from getting what they want.
Except him.
And he doesn't even know it.