I'm the only one who can save my pack, but they rejected me.

They had no idea who I was when they called for my help. And I'd only heard about my pack from a children's book my mom used to read me at bedtime. The Sawtooth pack has been embroiled in a seemingly endless war, and a shortage of she-wolves caused them to do the unthinkable.

Xavier Lowe was critically injured in battle. The wolf's in worse shape than I expected. I'll stay as long as it takes to heal him, but I'll have to keep my identity a secret.

But on the full moon, my body can no longer fight fate, and I shift for the very first time. There's no denying what I am, but no one in the pack believes I'm one of them.

Except for Xavier. He's known all along I was much more than a healer. I'm his mate. Once he recovers from his injuries, he'll show me why the Sawtooth Pack is worth fighting for. Maybe he'll even give me the storybook romance I've been dreaming about.