Avalon Carter, Alpha of the Todium pack is about to walk into the biggest surprise of his life...... literally.

Gaia and Iris belong to a family of the last pure blood race of vampires, The Flaningtons.
Forced into hiding for centuries because of an obsessive vampire, could it be faith that draws Gaia out of hiding and onto the werewolves territory in search of her wondering sister? 

Gaia Flanington stumbles onto their territory in search of her sister, Iris who disobeyed palace laws and ventured out of the barrier protecting their territory. Iris said 'a voice called out to her'; turns out that voice was Avalon's younger brother Keiho.

With Alpha blood running through Avalons' veins and Gaia's vampiric short temper, it's a test of their overprotective and possessive nature that challenges the strength of their newly formed relationship.

Could she trust her mate enough to reveal her secrets? Could she pull down the wall around her heart and trust her mate enough to let the memories that haunt her dissolve as their bond grows? 

Follow them on a road of trust and betrayal with a haunting past, comedic interactions, and heartbreaking moments.

CRAVE

“You cannot ask this of me, Gaia! You know how much I despise their kind!!” 


“Delany do you think I am asking you to do this just because I want to? Of course, I’m aware of your hatred for the wolves, but I wouldn’t ask this of you if I had another way.”, Gaia pleaded. 


She had to get Delany to agree or else what she had planned would be harder to pull off with William hunting them. She needed Delany to put another barrier around the Todium pack’s territory to keep them off Williams’s radar until Gaia could train them to withstand his army. If Delany created another barrier, then she could keep them hidden for another couple of months. According to Merrick, William has someone inside the pack reporting back to him, and until Gaia found out who it was, they needed to be kept hidden away and trained. Only by using “training” as a cover could she find who it was. 


HATRED AND GRIEF ARE OFTEN MISDIRECTED