The Lycan's Appointed Luna

When Trish Eilyn meets Finnick Night, she knows life will not be same again. Finn - I need a FAKE MATE. I need one soon. Finding your mate with your enemy the same weekend you promised your family that you will be bringing her home, yeah, not so good for your heart or your ego. I know my mom is throwing a big party, in honor of Riley and my mate. No way in hell I am going to walk there, all alone. I know the look of pity. It happened to Rome, once, and it was happening to me now. But I wasn't Rome. I know how to deal with this. I just need to HIRE A MATE.

Trish - I had been running all my life. I was a spy, a terrible spy, who fell in love with her target, and now life is one mishap after another. I just can't stop, or take a breath. I need safety, I need a place to hide where Rand and his bloodthirsty goons wouldn't find me, again.

I will rather die than go back there. I have nothing, except this voice inside my head that just wouldn't stop.

When I meet the handsome, drunk stranger in the dark alleys of London, I know he is going to be my salvation. He just doesn't know it yet.

Rand - No matter where she runs, I will find her, and then I will make her understand why it was a bad decision to spy on me, and then leave me. She is mine. And she will learn her place once I get my hands on her.