Summary
Ava has always been different, and in a pack where strength is everything, different is dangerous. As a child, her unique abilities made her a target, bullied mercilessly by the Alpha and Beta heirs and the girls who envied her. But Ava's spirit refused to break, and when she finally comes of age, she discovers just how powerful and desirable her difference truly is. In the lead up to her 18th birthday, her life takes an unexpected turn. The very same Alpha and Beta heirs who tormented her are not just drawn to her - they are her fated mates. The four of them are bound to her by a destiny that promises to change their world; whether it's for the better or worse remains to be seen. As old grudges simmer and new dangers arise, Ava and her mates must navigate a treacherous path. Her abilities, once a source of ridicule, become the key to their survival. But the road to love is never easy, especially when it's shared between enemies-turned-lovers. Together, they must face the shadows of their past and the forces that threaten their future. Can Ava truly forgive and embrace the bond that destiny has woven, or will the secrets of her abilities tear them apart forever? In a world where power rules and the past is never far behind, Ava must fight for a love that was written in the stars - or risk losing everything.
Prologue
AVA
I was a nobody, or at least that’s what they told me.
They told me I was a nobody and therefore worthless; I deserved to be bullied, because being bullied would make me stronger, more resilient. It was bullshit, but when you say that to a prepubescent teen, they start to believe it.
All day everyday, the ranked heirs to the pack and some of the girls my own age made a point of making my life miserable. To begin with, it was just verbal, but in my early teens, it became physical too. I had scars everywhere that would never heal properly because they were from before I shifted for the first time.
I got my wolf early, but they didn’t know that. I never smelled like a wolf because my wolf, Artemis, could hide her scent. Even before they can shift, wolves have a distinctive smell that identifies them; all wolves smell like the woods, with their own unique scent overlaying that.
Whilst being able to hide my scent was a nifty trick that was great for my safety whilst out and about, it did mean the girls at school assumed I was human and so would never have a wolf, which just made the bullying worse.
I wanted nothing more than to leave when I turned 18. I had a place ready to go in my maternal aunt’s pack, I was just counting down the days until I could finally set out on my own.