Unlike other werewolves, I never wanted a mate. I would rather teach stupid mortals than inherit my family business as my father wished. Because I hated my blood. But I met her, in a bar, on a chaotic night. She's so distinguished, and her scent drove me crazy. With all my strength, I forced myself to leave because I didn't want to entangle this innocent girl in my abyss. But she reappeared in my class. Loving her seemed to have already been written in my genes, and I couldn't resist her no matter how hard I tried.

I have always been the good girl. The quiet girl. And I’m sick of it. I want to play; I want to have some fun. And there is one man with whom I want to do that. Caleb Anderson.

I stand at the front door and meticulously check my reflection in the glass. I must look perfect to meet Lou's new boyfriend. I haven't been invited but best friends don't require invitations, right? Her presence has always been a constant, demanding focus in my life. Now, however, it's evolving into something deeper, with unsettling imitations and intrusive encroachments into every aspect of my world. The struggle to create distance only seems to intensify Donna's attachment, Pulling her dangerously closer.

His jaw clenches and his eyes flash from gray to green. I feel Neoma come to the surface, letting her eyes shine their lighter blue to my dark ones. She’s not happy with the comment either. His nostrils flare. It’s considered a challenge. He growls low and my temper gets the better of me… I match it. I can see if only for a split second it surprises him.

Betrayed by the people she loved the most, Kikka Takasi has known nothing but pain and misery throughout the long ten years of her captivity. A strong will and pure determination have been the only things keeping her from losing herself entirely, even if she lost something as precious as her voice during one of their experiments. Convinced she would die in captivity, she’s stunned when a group of Umazi warriors breaks her free and absconds her to safety.