She is a goddess, a warrior,
Worth more than her weight in gold,
She is a guardian, a nurturer,
With a spirit young and a soul of old,
And is wise beyond her years,
She has a heart as big as oceans,
And will always face her fears.
When a werewolf is born, their wolf lays dormant in them until the age of 16; the age of shifting. At this time, they might find their other half.
Eira is a different wolf. And it made her an outcast.
Werewolves are social creatures, and need a pack to survive otherwise they will go rogue.
Eira isn't a social wolf and does not crave the social life her other kind needs.
Tossed away by her pack, she sought refuge in the wild; real wolves, ones that don't shift.
A new pack that accepts her not by dominate each other, but is a true family.
Freedom is something that Eira cherishes, but what if her other half decides to chain her?
She won't be having any of that.
A/N: Hey guys! This is my first werewolf book., so please don't judge too harshly :)
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When Nate attends the Elders' Ball, he unexpectedly encounters his rival and discovers they're fated mates, igniting a romantic relationship threatened by a dark prophecy that forbids their love.
Season 1 of Moonlit Fever
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After causing the accidental death of a fellow werewolf, Nate Silverman is banished from his pack, but that doesn't stop him from breaking the rules and attending the Elders' Ball. There he crosses paths with rival alpha, Lucius Nightshade, and as their eyes lock, their souls are entwined by a force neither of them can deny-they're fated mates. But Lucius isn't who he seems, and has a hidden past that spells trouble. Threatened by a manipulative ex, the rise of the Wolf King, and a dark prophecy that forbids their union, their relationship is put to the test. And as tensions escalate, they must reveal their darkest secrets if they're to save their love. In a fight against fate, will their love prevail or will the prophecy come to pass, condemning them to a tragic end?
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"And what do you intend to do with me?" I let his name slide sensually off my tongue. "Perhaps you'd like to see me bent over this desk-"
"Don't finish that sentence." Lucius growled and moved closer, his leg slipping between mine, and he gently parted my knees. "Or I might be tempted."
"I'm not stopping you."
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