All I did was pick up an extra shift at work... And it was the best mistake I've ever made. Because I ran right into the chest of a sexy guy on my way out of the kitchen, and he turned into a wolf. As it turns out, werewolves are real, and they're just as hot as every indie romance book I've ever read has said. And this one has decided I'm his mate. Talk about a dream come true, right? But turning into a werewolf when your mate bites you isn't guaranteed, apparently. Sometimes, it kills people. And when he bites me, my health starts to decline, fast. Now it's not a question of whether or not I choose the sexy werewolf that fate decided was mine... it's a matter of whether or not my body will fight hard enough to survive the change at a much slower pace than it should. There's nothing we can do but hope like hell... and enjoy the time we still have.