Hello! My name is Andrea.
I\'m a self-called "writer". I\'ve written many things, but the only one that reads them is me, and because I don\'t actually have a good perception of reality, they probably suck.
But this year I\'m forcing myself to get out of my comfort zone, post whatever it is that I\'m writing - that I don\'t even know what it is - and pat myself on the back for a job well done. This year, I decided to be proud of myself for achieving new things, and because it\'s always good to start somewhere, I\'m starting with this.
So... Nice to meet you world, I hope you enjoy it.
Leila was a special wolf since birth. With both her parents dead, Bill - the Alpha - took her and trapped her inside the packhouse. He trained her to be a killing machine, perfecting her to kill his enemies and whoever stood in his way to the top. She was stronger, faster, more powerful than any werewolf... And she had lost count of how many lives she had taken.
After an opportunity, she was finally free. She would have to live in hiding, but she did not mind as long as she was out of that place and away from Bill. The faces of the people that she killed haunted her at night, and her soul was broken, but every day she woke up with the need to keep living. She had to keep living because something was calling out to her.
King Clayton had been looking for his mate for a very long time. He was about to take a chosen mate when the Moon Goddess appeared to him in a dream and chastise him for being impatient. He wanted to believe that It was more than just his mind playing tricks on him - that it was more than just a dream- but he was losing hope. His kingdom, Fengári, needed a Queen, and he wanted someone to be by his side. His wolf was turning feral, and he was scared of what he could do to his people. Only his mate could save him from a horrible fate, and from the loneliness that consumed his soul.