They tell the story of our mating as a warning… Izzy In my pack, I’m a cautionary tale, the female who made her mate wait too long and drove him into rut. After that terrible night, Trevor was exiled, and I became a lesson to others that Fate always wins. Fight, and you’ll lose. But maybe I don’t want my life to be a lesson to others. Or a tragedy. Some wounds can’t be healed, but what if I tried? Would Trevor try, too? Or would he run again from the female who turned him into a monster? Trevor The night I attacked my mate destroyed me. Until then, I had believed that I was a good male. In the end, I was an animal. If not for Izzy—and the bond aching in my chest that tells me she’s still alive, still fighting—I would’ve given up years ago, but I can’t abandon her. I can’t face her, either. But then, by a twist of Fate, our paths cross, and I don’t have a choice. She’s standing in front of me, scared and shaking, but she’s not running away. And I have no idea what to do—or how to even begin fixing the unfixable. This story contains scenes that may be difficult for some readers. Please check the author’s note before you read! Intended for adult readers only.