Ideaink Six Cats

In shifter society, Eden isn’t the paradise you’re used to hearing about in the Bible. It’s the place where all girls are housed from birth until their 18th birthday. A war between the humans and shifters left the werewolf population decimated and diseased due to poisonous agents used against the wolves. As a result, birth rates of purebred werewolves declined extraordinarily, while the presence of mutant werewolves rose. To combat their fertility crisis, the Elders invented Eden where young girls were kept locked away from society. Their knowledge of the outside world is very limited and their only purpose is to become breeders after their 18th birthday when they are selected by their mates during the Breeding Selection Ceremony. If the girls don’t prove they are purebred wolves or turn into mutants, then they are killed by the Alphas.
Imani is shamelessly classified as a Breeder C–the most undesirable amongst the breeders. She hates that the girls are subjected to such barbaric practices and desires to escape from Eden. What she doesn’t expect is to run into Alpha Jackson, the man who was tasked to kill her on her 18th birthday if she didn’t prove to be a purebred wolf. 
The Breeding Selection Ceremony commences and Imani is certain she doesn’t have a wolf. As her “sisters” are dying around her, Imani is shocked when Alpha Jackson spares her life. Not only does he spare her life, but he selects her as his Breeder!
Alpha Jackson only kills when he’s 100% certain, but there is something off about Imani and the only way he can get to the bottom of it is if he keeps her close. Imani may have escaped from Eden, but she can’t escape the Alpha with the cold blue eyes who makes her heart somersault. 
Author: Jade Lane
Copyright: Ideaink Six Cats

Escape from Eden: A Breeder's Awakening

I stepped out of the shower in the locker room and fanned myself. The water was even hotter than the water at Jackson’s house, and I’m not ashamed to admit that I took full advantage. The hot water did wonders to melt away the stress of the day. I’d been in a slump ever since Dr. Hemsworth told me the story about losing his mate. He tried to mask the pain by being energetic, staying busy, and talking my ear off, but I could tell from the far off look in his eyes that he was still under the influence of grief.


We ended work thirty minutes ago and he escorted me to the locker room to get ready for the banquet once he’d confirmed the administrative staff was gone and no one would be milling about. I stood under the spray, allowing the hot water to batter my aching shoulders and neck. I’d grown stiff from being hunched over documents and medical journals all day.


Chapter Thirty-Three