Alice woke up feeling like she'd slept for three minutes.
Her brain immediately reminded her why.
Jake Hunter was a werewolf.
Jake Hunter was apparently her mate.
Werewolves existed.
Her grandmother had kept secrets from her for eighteen years.
And somehow all of that still wasn't the weirdest part.
The weirdest part?
Jake liked her.
Actually liked her.
Not in a "she's nice" kind of way.
In a "my wolf has decided you're the center of my universe" kind of way.
Alice buried her face in her pillow.
"Nope."
She wasn't dealing with this before coffee.
At school, things felt different.
Alice noticed it the second she stepped through the doors.
People were staring.
More than usual.
Whispering.
Watching.
Her stomach sank.
"What now?"
A girl brushed past her.
"Oh my gosh, th
