Thank the goddess it’s Friday. Slamming my locker door, I turn to look for my best friend Cassidy, glad we’re one day closer to being through with school. And I was one day closer to turning 18, so there’s that.   I’m so ready to move on from teenage drama, teenage boys and teenage, well, everything. Especially teenage Jace. I had the biggest crush on him and got nothing in return except glares and whispers behind my back from the “popular” girls. He was going to be our pack’s next alpha and all of the girls set their sites on him. Including me, it seemed. I really had zero interest in him at all until he got flirty last summer. Turns out, I heard rumors that he was just trying to get to me because I showed no interest at all (outwardly anyway). All of the catty bitches whispered and gave nasty looks

I walked through the last stand of trees to the clearing where my lake was, and stopped short. There was someone sitting on my rock, under my willow tree, looking out across the glassy surface of the water. I stopped, annoyance and curiosity warring in my head. I mean, this wasn’t really my lake. I’m sure others know about it, but no one comes here.  I have never seen him before, but he smells good. Like, really good. I don’t feel afraid, exactly, maybe just a little cautious… and more than a little curious. I felt, well, drawn to him. Like a magnet. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. My wolf Bella was losing her shit. Also very unusu

I walked through the forest, a little faster than normal, my breath coming in pants and my pulse thrumming through me from head to toe. What was that back there? I mean, I’d seen my share of cute guys, but this one…. He had me questioning what the word ‘crush’ meant! I felt, I don’t know, different with him and it was driving me crazy, trying to pinpoint what it was about him. The way he looked at me though. I think it may be some time before I can get his eyes out of my head.    I had to talk to Cassidy. Maybe she’d know. She’s my best friend. She could help me figure this out. The question was: how much did I want to share

After Cass left, I jumped in the shower, letting the heat from the water and pressure of the spray help me relax. I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about the mysterious stranger by the lake for some reason. It wasn’t just his gorgeous eyes and handsome face, though. It was somehow something more than that. I had felt drawn to him. Must be his very strong alpha aura. I wonder where he’s from that he would put out that much strength even held back like I’m sure it was. And if I’ll ever see him again.   I threw on my old comfy sweats and t-shirt, ran down to tell my parents goodnight, and headed to bed. As I drifted off to sleep with thoughts of him, I felt a strange sense of foreboding. That night, the dreams started.  

I watched the muscles in his back flex through his shirt as he walked away. Then I looked down at the forgotten envelope in my hand. As I turned it over, I noticed the deep purple wax seal. The seal of the Lycan Prince. I hurried inside to my parent’s office to look for the letter opener and bumped into my dad on the way. “Hey, Sweets. Why in such a rush so early?”, he asked with a chuckle and a steadying hand as I rushed past him. “Well, I’m not really sure yet. Someone who works for the Prince just dropped this by and I’m really curious. And confused.”, I admitted. “Someone who works for the Prince?”, he asked, eyebrows raised. “Yeah. He told me I was to have it as soon as