The werewolf who’s been keeping me alive with his blood for the last few months just declared me his. He also says he isn’t mine, so that’s fantastic. At least we’re not soulmates. Yet.
Being a turned vampire has been rough for me, but I’m determined to survive long enough to make sure that my best friend has a support system of some kind when I’m gone.
It doesn’t help that my mother is somehow behind the murders that nearly took her out, though. Or that the wolf who’s claimed me isn’t willing to let me go.
Somehow, I have to keep myself sane just long enough for everything to fall into place… and I have to do it without falling for a werewolf.
