While she finds this both weird and insulting, Emma has no actual intention of breaking these rules - until her guardians go missing. Now all bets are off. Only a single line separates her side of the street from the elites', and she's crossing...
A shifter who ended up being so much more. A shifter who changed her life, and now.. she has been reborn. The scars of her past are gone. Her losses muted under the new life she plans on living.
Growing up in Torma, the strongest of the shifter packs, I wanted nothing more than to find my true mate and live my best life. Of course, that dream existed before my father betrayed the pack and turned me into their punching bag.
For the past ten years I've been a victim. A victim to my pack. A victim to my true mate, who rejected me in the most brutal of ways. And a victim to Shadow Beast, who used me for his own gains.
As a wolf shifter growing up in a strong pack, I should be living my best life. But after my father tried to kill our leader, Iâm labelled an outcast, traitor, less than dirt.
In Minatsol, being a dweller means that you are literally no better than dirt. In fact, dirt might actually be more useful than Willa. Her life will be one of servitude to the sols, the magic-blessed beings who could one day be chosen to become gods.
A shifter who ended up being so much more. A shifter who changed her life, and now.. she has been reborn. The scars of her past are gone. Her losses muted under the new life she plans on living.
Growing up in Torma, the strongest of the shifter packs, I wanted nothing more than to find my true mate and live my best life. Of course, that dream existed before my father betrayed the pack and turned me into their punching bag.
Now she must work with the king of the bears to save both of their people. Which is easier said than done when he tempts her in every way and a relationship between them is forbidden. One slip up could cost her everything and in the NYC mecca someone is...