macnicholas3012

Life takes a sudden twist for Lyla after her father’s sudden disappearance, leaving her to a life of torture and misery under her Step-mother and Step-sister. She loses every form of comfort, honor and confidence; a weak Werewolf who struggled to embrace her true nature.
However, she is rescued by her Prince-charming who happened to be her fated mate; things take a drastic turn for better until she is suddenly faced with the reality of rejection by her mate on account of her presumed inadequacy to be his Luna and the Alpha’s sudden need for a stronger mate who would be more benefitting for the position of the Luna of the Pack. 
She is relegated to mockery from some members of the Pack and drowns herself in the world of misery. Everything suddenly takes a twist when she attempts to take her life in a venture to end the sorrow she felt. She wakes up in another body; a stronger and bigger body but with a vicious mindset and an unquenchable thirst for blood.
Things take an interesting turning point when she encounters an irregular fellow in the woods; the only one who could tame the rage of the beast she had become. 
What really becomes the fate of the only person who could get her to be calm? Would she really be able to withstand the pressure of being with him?

Kira: The rejected Luna

Jason hurriedly left the underground compartment and went up. We followed him immediately; he seemed to be afraid of something, something I was about to figure out!

"We have to hurry up! We have no time!"

"Wait! Where are we going?" I asked as he went to a corner, hit a switch to light up the dark room, then he started packing some items littered on the table.

"No time for questions! We just have to leave here now! You came with a ride?"

Jason took out a lighter from his pocket and set the remaining things that couldn't fit into the bag on fire. The pictures, papers, letters, journals, burner phone and recorder burnt up amidst the flames of fire.

"You just have to follow my lead! No questions!"

We followed Jason as he hurriedly left the main building of the factory, his bag hanging from his shoulder.

Clara