Prologue

“Maya?”
She glanced back over her shoulder, finding Drake standing in the doorway with other concerned werewolves behind him. They all had a connection with her. She was special to them all. “Maya, come inside please.” He said quietly. As her eyes gazed back at him, her body didn’t move. It was as if it couldn’t seem to respond. Maya felt so lifeless. Realizing she wasn’t going to move, Drake came forward and lifted her up into his arms. The heat from his body was warm to her, but still Maya felt cold. Everything was over. Her father left her.
But that was a long time ago.