One night. One ring. One hell of a merger.Elara is a "cleaner" for the magical elite, surviving by staying invisible. But after a high-voltage one-night stand with a cold-eyed stranger, she makes a fatal mistake: she steals his obsidian signet ring as a souvenir.She thought it was jewelry. It was actually a blood-vow.

*This is my first story I'm actually writing on here, I've written stories in the past but only as a fun little hobby. I've been writing my story now for about two weeks and I've been very embarrassed and shy about posting it but I've got to so I can get my hard work out. This is purely for fun, so any constructive criticism is welcome!* Cordelia was your average 17 year old, minus the fact she was a werewolf in the Canis Lupus pack. Her father was a respected warrior and her mother a respected doctor. She knew what she wanted to do with her life, but would she get the opportunity? She'll be 18 soon and she can't wait, will she meet her mate? Will she be waiting. Is it Alpha Sam or is that blind hope? All she understands is her life is going to change in so many ways,good and bad. She has a lot to learn about herself but doesn't understand the half of it. Will she be able to learn and embrace her past and her future and save herself and her pack?