wild | j.black

❝there is something moon-soaked and dawn-flavored about her. something kissed by the wild and loved by lightning.❞ [nikita gill]

Aurora Mason had always thought her life wouldn't be anything special. The most interesting part of it was her grandmother Tabitha, who had been labeled by Forks inhabitants as a crazy old bat. Other than that, her life was bland. So if you were to tell her that vampires and werewolves were real, she'd have laughed in your face. And if you were to tell her that she was destined to be with Jacob Black, a boy she hardly knew, she'd have said you were mistaking her for someone else. And if you were to tell her that the spirits of the Quileute tribe had chosen her to be the sibyl for today's pack of shifters? She'd have suggested you check yourself into a psychiatric hospital.

But when she comes face to face with these facts, there is no denying that Rory was meant for something greater. Something that involves her sunshine boy and the rest of his pack. Something that involves her friend and the coven of vampires she loved so dearly.

Death keeps coming to their little corner of the world. All Rory can do is hope that some of the things she and her Gran see in the water just don't come true.

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