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 woke to a pounding headache and Mary sitting in a chair beside my bed. 


“Goddess, you’re finally up,” she rushed out, relocating to the edge of the bed. 


“Maybe twenty minutes. How are you feeling?”


“I have an headache,” I admitted, touching the back of my head. I hissed when my fingers made contact and jerked my hand back.


“I’ll get you some aspirin,” Mary said, leaving for the bathroom. She rummaged around the medicine cabinet before returning with a glass of water and two white pills. I took the painkillers and prayed they’d have an immediate affect. 


“Imani… Max didn’t mean to hurt you,” she said almost pleadingly. I winced and settled further against the pillows as she continued to hurl apologies at me. 


“I’m sorry, Mary, but I’m not in really in the mood for talking. I accept your apologies, but I wish to be alone.”


I felt a sharp pang in my chest when Mary’s face fell. The guilt on her soft features was overwhelming. 


Chapter Fifty-Three