"How could you keep this a secret from me? What about others .... Do the triplets know? Does Demmi know? Am I the only fool?!!" I cried out to my mother. Domonique Marshal, an Alpha's daughter from the Garnet Moon Pack, had a relatively normal life when growing up. When she is madly in love with her mate, Cole, the beta of the pack, it is upsetting that her wolf doesn't recognize him. It turns out, she is adopted. Her parents place spells on her to repress her wolf. Domonique runs out of the pack to search for her real parents. When she returns 3 months later, her mate Cole is stolen. A witch keeps Cole under a spell. She pretends to be Domonique all the time and tries to get Cole to marry her. Will Domonique get her mate back? How will she solve the problems of her identity and her bond with Cole?

"Alpha, I need to get a reading on the Luna. I have my suspicions, but the fact that you said her eyes glow yellow, I need to first be sure. Now if you would, please let me pass!" Cassia said with a calm demeanor. Jason looked over at me and John, seemingly wanting our approval. I just nodded my head and Jason moved to the side. Cassia leaned down and took Jennifer's hand in hers. Jennifer's eyes immediately started glowing neon yellow again. Cassia started to mumble a few words to herself as the yellow glow from Jennifer's eyes started to cover her skin and went down to Cassia's hand. Jennifer was just a normal human who moved to the states after graduating with her Masters Degree. She led her life normal, living next to the forest. She soon discovers that she was mated to Triplet Alphas. The triplets soon discover that Jennifer is not just any normal human, would this be the reason that she had lost their first baby. How will she cope? Will she be able to adjust to pack life and will she be able to handle her newly discovered powers? Read to find out.

"Come on Bloom! Stop acting like a teenager! You knew this day had to come!" My father called out after me. "Whatever!" I yelled back at him rolling my eyes. I ran out of the packhouse, shifting mid-air and dashing toward the forest.