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A year ago, everything was different. I had just left my home, joining the infamous Mountainside Pack. The daughter of an omega wolf, I've always been prized - but not as prized as I would be if my new packmates found out my secret. But when my fated mate - Mountainside's Alpha - rejected me in front of his whole pack council and my secret got out, I realized I had one choice. Going lone wolf was the only option I had, and I took it.

I’ve always known that Ryker is my fated mate. What I didn’t know? Was that he’s always known he’s mine...Ryker Wolfson. Strong. Sexy. Powerful. Irresistible. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been waiting for the Luna Ceremony that would make him my bonded mate. Though it’s not supposed to be possible, I’ve known since I was a kid that the future Alpha of the Mountainside Pack was fated to be mine. I figured my knowing had something to do with me being a rarity: A born female alpha.

What if your imaginary friend was real? Then again, Nox was never as imaginary as he was supposed to be, and while I thought of him as my friend, he watched over me because he knew we were meant to be more than that. He knew that we were fated. Me? I had no freaking clue, but that made sense. The last time I saw him I was 12. He was a shadow monster who kept me safe. But, like all imaginary friends, he was just gone one day. And, as I grew up, I forgot all about Nox.

He says his name is Malphas, that he’s something called a Sombra demon, and I’m his mate. Monster, demon…whatever he is, his muscles are bigger than my head, and that club between his legs…. I don’t know if mate means the same thing to him as it does me, but he’s gotta be kidding.

For most of my life, being Luna-touched was a blessing. Then I met Jack “Wicked Wolf” Walker, and it wasn’t long before it became a curse. I thought I’d be trapped in my gilded cage forever—until his long-lost daughter returned to the Wolf District, handing him his first defeat in more than 25 years. She spared his life, but our laws are clear: an Alpha who loses a challenge is no Alpha. Our pack was forced to disband, and I finally was free. Which…isn’t as great as it sounds.

For most of my life, I’ve known that I was meant to be mated to Ryker Wolfson. We’ve hit some bumps along the way, but I finally decided I’d be better off following my heart over licking my wounded pride.

I didn’t mean to steal the book—but I did… and now I’m in big, big trouble. The moment I convinced one of my loyal customers to buy the leather-bound spellbook, I regretted it. At first I thought it was because I could’ve gotten more than fifty dollars for it—money that would’ve come in handy while I was on vacay—but while I was on the beach, all I kept thinking about was the book. It called to me for some weird reason, and when I got Shannon’s message that she had a question about it, I hoped that meant she would let me buy it back. Nope. She wanted to know where I got it from.

The Wicked Wolf is no longer a threat, but the price we paid for his defeat is way more than either me or Aleks could afford. As the new head vampire in Muncie, Aleks is suddenly busier than ever before. I might wear his fang and sleep in his bed, but I rarely see him. He hasn’t asked me to accept him fully as his mate since he told me I was his, and I can’t shake the feeling that he’s still comparing me to his lost female.