Prologue

**This book is a prequel to the Guardians Trilogy. However, while it starts before the first book in the Trilogy and can be read as a stand alone, it will span the timeframe of both Books 1 and 2. This book will contain spoilers and references discussed in the other books. It is recommended that you first read Book 1, The Broken Warrior’s Daughter, and Book 2, Alpha’s Guardian Angel before reading this book.

I don’t know when I fell in love with Clint Nelson. For years, I thought of him as an egotistical man who believed he was the Goddess’s gift to women. He isn’t completely wrong. He is a gorgeous man, with wavy, dark brown hair and emerald green eyes that stand out like jewels on his tanned, chiseled face. His body looks more like it was carved from stone than muscle, and I would know, just like every other she-wolf in our pack, I’ve had a good look at what he's packing. He isn’t exactly shy and is definitely not self-conscious about the way he looks.

If being the best friend of our future Alpha wasn’t enough, he is also a Guardian. For as long as werewolves can remember, there have only ever been two Guardians at one time. They are strong, powerful wolves and are coveted by packs and their Alphas. It worked out that Clint and his wolf, Donovan, were born as a male and were already friends with our future Alpha. It meant that he would be the Guardian for Anders, our Alpha heir, when he takes over as the Alpha of our pack. Because of their friendship and Clint’s strength, it was already planned that he’d become Alpha Anders' Beta. But now, he will be his Guardian, protecting him as if he’s Anders' own personal bodyguard.

Female Guardians are not always as lucky as Clint. Rumors have spread that female Guardians have been forced into mate bonds with their pack’s Alphas. Because of the strength they bring to the pack, Alphas are unwilling to let the Guardians leave if their fated mates are in other packs. Forcing a Guardian into a mate bond ensures that the Guardian will protect their Alpha with their life while increasing the overall strength and power of the pack.

But none of that mattered to me. I have wanted to be a warrior since I got my wolf, Andra, at age 10.  My parents are not ranked wolves but I can be the strongest she-wolf possible. I can ensure that I make myself into the strongest wolf possible, so when I find my mate, I know he will not only be proud to have me as his mate, but I’ll also strengthen his pack if he is from another pack. I have earned the respect of the warriors in our pack, The Canyon Ridge Pack, and even some other nearby packs have taken notice of my strength.

All of that changes when I wake up one day in the middle of my 17^th year and my eyes glow gold. A Guardian had died and now, Andra and I have the reincarnated Guardian spirit.

My life is about to change forever, but I'm not sure it's for the better.