"I, Amelie Ashwood, Reject you, Tate Cozad, as my mate. I REJECT YOU!" is what I screamed right before I took the silver blade that I just dipped in a bowl of my own blood to my mate mark. 
Amelie only ever wanted to live a simple life out of the spotlight of her Alpha bloodline. She felt she had that when she found her first mate. After years together, her mate was not the man he claimed to be. Amelie is forced to perform the Rejection Ritual to set herself feel. Her freedom comes at a price, one of which is an ugly black scar.
"Nothing! There's nothing! Bring her back!" I scream with every part of my being. I knew before he said anything. I felt her in my heart say goodbye and let go. At that moment, an unimaginable pain radiated to my core. 
Alpha Gideon Alios loses his mate, on which should be the happiest day of his life, the birth of his twins. Gideon doesn't have time to grieve, left mateless, alone, and a newly single father of two infant daughters.
Amelie Ashwood and Gideon Alios are two broken werewolves that fate has twisted together. This is their second chance at love, or is it their first? As these two fated mates come together, sinister plots come to life all around them. How will they come unite to keep what they deem the most precious safe?

Scars.

　　"Amelie, right? Would you care to dance?" I held out my hand and tried to keep a smile on my face as I waited for her to reply.


　　She looked up at me, confused and at a loss for words. I probably would be too. I had no idea what the hell I was doing. She smiled softly and, with a slight nod, took my hand. I heard her whisper, "sure."


　　I led her out to the dance floor still unsure of what I was doing or why. I just felt a pull toward her all day. I could pick up on the slightest hint of honeysuckle - it wasn't sickly sweet or overpowering but comforting.


CHAPTER 7: Gideon's Pull