It's done. The mating bond is sealed, and I'm Malone's hybrid-witch.
It's not the happily ever after I'd always envisioned. The werewolves of the Brighton Pack are ready to do what their alpha couldn't. They just have to get in line behind my own coven, who not only want to end the first ever hybrid-witch—I understand why considering my magic has trebled, making me the strongest witch alive—they are hunting my brother, Drake, who is still in recovery after a breakdown.
Malone has his own battles to fight, so he enlists my help to recruit runaway werewolves into his pack. We have to make it work in order to survive the onslaught that's baring down on us. Can we grow together to stop everyone tearing us apart?
