Jane is bullied and made fun of everyday for being 'too fat'. Not a day goes by that someone doesn't say anything about her weight. One day, Jane decides to try to commit suicide in the school bathroom. Just as she's about to take the pills a good looking guy barges in the stall, stopping her. He's the first person that doesn't make fun of her. He's also the first person that loves and cares for her. Jane feels this pull, this connection, to him. What does Jane do when she finds out he's a werewolf and she's his mate? Does she accept him or reject him?