I used to be normal. A mid-twenties girl living at home and daydreaming about the future. Until someone I thought was a friend took me and kept me for two months. What did he do to me? Well, I would have swallowed razor blades by the end of the first day to escape, does that give you an idea of what he did?
My escape at the end of the two months turned into eight months in a coma as this new part of me healed catastrophic damage. To the point that medical companies are hunting for me.
And I’m on the run. Visiting a shifter pack that may take me in. That’s part of what saved me, yet I have another part that I don’t understand.
I had high hopes that meeting the pack would mean my life turns around, but they have enemies. Enemies actively working to take them down. I’m strong, but am I strong enough to fight hyenas and another wolf pack?
I have to be, otherwise my new pack? My new family? My new home will come tumbling down around me. And I can’t have that. Not again.
It’s time to fight with everything in me to achieve my fondest desires…or die at the whims of madmen. And I know which I prefer.
I'm pretty good at figuring out where the story will go but this one got me on more than one occasion which I like. Even though I would like to see this story progress more, I could be content with where it ended unlike most cliffhangers.