The world used to belong to humans until the supernaturals took over. They crawled out of the depths of depravity to take whatever they wanted from us. Nowhere is safe now, not for humans at least. I lived most of my life in the Wolf Sector, under constant fear that I would be forced to mate against my will. When I finally left and moved to the West Coast for a new job opportunity, I thought the only monsters I had to worry about were vampires. Turns out I was wrong. I learnt that the hard way when rogue wolves kidnapped me and other women for their own sadistic pleasures. Even after we were rescued and taken to a sanctuary, turns out my nightmare didn't end there. I leave once again, and now I’m being hunted. Back to the very sector I ran from in the first place. I end up in the arms of three mysterious men who vow to protect me, but can I trust them? Or am I jumping from the frying pan into the fire? *This is a why choose story with content not suitable for those under 18 years of age due to graphic scenes and situations.*