Opal is highly sought after. Almost every man desires her. Sure, initially they’re drawn in by the scent of old money and the irrefutable power of her pack, but once close enough there is something even more potent. Something magnetic, as if the pheromone fairy was a little heavy handed upon her creation. Women envy Opal and her silver wolf; they wish they could posses this magnetism and are bitter for it. This brings as much loneliness as the lust of men. It feels as if no one is ever really there. Opal has a choice to make. Big things are expected of her. Her lineage is strong and her mate long anticipated. Legends are whispered about her future children, a powerful Alpha that will change everything. These whispers grow louder, and make their way into dreams. There is no doubt in the mind of her Father that she will fulfil this duty. But Opal has a secret. She wants to run and never look back.