Kael Anderson lost his future mate and luna, Stephanie, during a rogue attack. Stephanie's death left his entire pack in mourning; her death anniversary was even declared a pack holiday.

Five years later, Kael discovers that Stephanie's younger sister Astrid is his mate. But how can that be? Wasn't Stephanie supposed to be his mate? And would his pack even accept Astrid as his mate and Luna-many have always blamed Astrid for Stephanie's death, because Stephanie died trying to save Astrid.

For her part, Astrid has lived in the shadow of her beautiful older sister for years. She knows very well that pack members and her parents wish that it was Astrid that died that day instead of Stephanie. Astrid had looked forward to the day that she would meet her mate and finally feel important to someone.

Discovering that her mate is Kael is Astrid's worst nightmare, especially when Kael reacts poorly to the discovery. Astrid decides that she is unwilling to live in Stephanie's shadow any longer. She will not spend the rest of her life with a mate who wishes she was someone else. She rejects Kael, who all too quickly accepts the rejection.

Soon afterwards, horrifying truths come out and Kael immediately regrets letting Astrid go. He sets out to get Astrid back and right the wrongs that have been done. But is it too late? Will Astrid find love with Kael, or with someone else?

I excused myself to go to the restroom. Once done, I started to head back to the table where Sergio, Cody, and Charlotte had been sitting so that I could order a taxi and say goodbye.


Unfortunately, that is when a large human male cornered me in the hallway.


"Hey, Daisy Baby," he slurred. "I didn't know you were coming to Arkansas. I thought you were still in Spain."


"Wrong person," I responded as I tried to continue past him.


He grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall.


"No, not the wrong person. You remember me, don't you, Daisy Baby?"


I pushed him back. "No, I do not remember you. You have the wrong person. Now if you will excuse me—"


He leaned forward and tried to put his head in the nape of my neck, stopping only when I put my hand up. I could smell the heavy scent of alcohol on his breath. I started wondering why I had agreed to go out with Charlotte tonight; drunk humans were disgusting.


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