"Ryan, run" I screamed at the badly injured wolf . I had to hold back tears. He could barely stand. And the only way for us to make it out of this war is for him to run to the car. My vampire instincts kicked in sensing another enemy pack members creeping up behind me. Turning around in the last minute. I pushed him as hard as I could. Making him stumble backwards. His eyes trailed behind me. " you want to kill Ryan... you're going to have to go through me" My elite training meant he stood no chance against me. Yet, If these wolves gained up on me like they did to Ryan who is an alpha. Then I will surely die... Ryan was my mate. I was a pure blood vampire who worked for the elIte vampires who keep the peace. There were many like us . But I was the one who had to pull my mate out of a war waged by a psychopath alpha who wanted more land. My name is Edith. His name is Ryan. and this is our story.