Sophiea The werewolves and the pack.

"One Wrong Scent. One Deadly Mistake."

The forest was never truly peaceful—not when you didn’t belong.

You thought you were hidden. Silent. Unseen. But the pack smelled you before they ever heard you.

Now, pinned beneath claws and fangs, with the alpha’s gaze dissecting your every breath, you realize the truth too late:

You are the prey.

Daven’s pack doesn’t tolerate trespassers. Not on their land. Not on the new moon. And Hira, his lethal protector, is seconds away from... by shevetgirl100