Once upon a time, nestled between the wild coastline and dark ragged mountains, was a pack known as the Silver Moon pack. This rugged and unforgiving landscape has been their homes for centuries, providing them with shelter, food and a place to roam free away from the prying eyes of humankind. They worked with the land, thanking the moon goddess for giving them all they had while endeavouring to show kindness and respect to their allies.   Unlike all of the other packs in the land, Silver Moon was given a female alpha to rule them. For hundreds of years the mantle of leader was passed from mother to daughter and with each new leader, the pack flourished and grew.    All was well until one fateful night forty years ago when the Alpha's mate was struck with madness and a lust for power like nothing anyone had ever seen. In one foul swoop the crazed beast killed the alpha and their daughter before declaring himself alpha of the pack. 

The ride to Silver Moon’s territory wasn’t the longest trip Daniel had endured but it was still long. The further north they travelled, the more wild and untamed the landscape seemed to get. The sun had disappeared over night and the Hellhounds had headed out under granite grey clouds that hung thick and heavy over the land. The wind had picked up, wet and cold and biting into any exposed flesh without apology. They passed towns and cities, each smaller than the last until it seemed there was no life left out on the moors except the handful of men and women on bikes and in trucks. They were speeding down the road which sliced through the never-ending blanket of grey boulders covered in pale moss and rust coloured flora that dipped and rose like waves, frozen in time. The road was surprisingly well paved despite its remoteness, the black asphalt shot off into the distance and eventually disappeared from view under the looming mountain range. 

Stepping off the bus, Eva sighed tiredly as she followed the crowds to the terminal. It had been two weeks since she had left Silver Moon territory. She hadn't been in touch with anyone despite desperately missing her family, Maria and Duncan. The guilt of leaving without a word still hung heavy on her shoulders but was not heavy enough to quash the dread of accepting Daniel Wolfe as her mate. She was acutely aware that she had no way of knowing if the Hellhound Alpha had left Silver Moon and thus making it safe to return but her gut told her that he wouldn't just leave, not after Eva had embarrassed him by practically rejecting him. Inverness wasn't Eva's original destination of choice but she feared crossing the border would draw attention especially since she wasn't sure which towns and cities were run by Hellhounds. She hadn't exactly made it her life mission to learn about the Hellhounds pack's territory. Also she wanted to stay as

Morning came all too quickly. Eva knew she had no choice but to face the music. Maria couldn't hide her forever and her parents would be worried. Nursing a cup of coffee at the kitchen table in Maria's home, Eva silently formulated a plan on how she was going to deal with the day. It didn't make her feel any better but it meant she had some control of the narrative. She'd head home first to freshen up and change. Hopefully her parents were still there so she could talk with them.  Despite the fact that the conversation would probably be difficult, Eva knew that it was going to be the easiest part of her day. Once she had her parents onboard, she would speak with the Ouma and then look to reject Daniel as her mate. All being well she'd send him packing by the end of the day and Eva could go back to her life.  However that plan fell apart the moment she stepped into her parents cottage. Insta

Three days had passed since Daniel and Eva's date. Despite Daniel being prickly and standoffish at the best of times, Eva had to secretly admit she had enjoyed the evening. The fact Daniel went out of his way to learn something about Eva had impressed her and she was starting to think there was more to the Alpha than met the eye. However, since that evening they hadn't seen much of each other. Eva had opted to hide out in her room as her heat passed and Daniel had explained he was going to be busy for a few days. That meant only a few brief conversations and texts. Eva thought she would be relieved but instead she felt out of sorts, like she couldn't think straight without Daniel around. Even Kalla seemed miserable away from her mate and had hardly perked up when Eva decided a shift was in order. In control, Kalla had just whimpered and wandered the moors, her nose close to the ground as if searching for something but not knowing what it