'So,' I started, unsure of how to approach this new Colby. 'Are you letting me go?' 'No,' he growled and I watched as his eyes darkened, but they didn't turn charcoal and I could tell he was more in control than he ever had been before. 'You can never leave.' 'Then what has changed?' 'I have, or I will. I need to, for you.' He answered firmly and I eyed him sceptically. 'I don't believe you,' I answered quickly, risking another step away from him. I saw him tense but he remained seated on the bed. 'I don't deserve your trust, I know, but I am going to earn it Leora.' 'How, after everything you've done, after everything you've done to me? How can you believe that I will ever forgive you?' 'Because you are my mate and you were destined for me. By some miracle, you have been chosen for me.' ⌘ Trouble. It seemed to follow Leora, no matter where she ran. In every place, she sought refuge she found darkness, danger and deceit. However, there was great power lurking within and if she was strong enough she just might be their salvation. First, she needed to escape the prison she had been mistakenly condemned to by the fates. A prison made by an alpha of myth and legend. She had heard the stories meant to strike fear into the hearts and minds of the werewolf children. The tales of an alpha with a soul so dark the moon goddess had refused to give him a mate, but they were only stories.