Life in the Pacific Northwest pack was simple-predictable, even-until the day a chill slithered through the trees, whispering of something unnatural. The vampires had arrived.Among them was Tanis Ashton, a vampire as cold as the moonlight that glowed off his pale skin, his sharp eyes full of disdain. To him, werewolves were nothing more than mindless beasts, creatures to be tolerated at best, hunted at worst.Jay Dee had always been taught to hate vampires, to see them as enemies. But when fate threw her and Tanis together in a moment neither of them could have foreseen, something shifted. A spark-dangerous, undeniable-flickered to life between them.At first, they fought it. She was a wolf, bound by loyalty to her pack. He was a vampire, raised to believe love was weakness. But the heart doesn't obey the rules of war, and every stolen glance, every accidental touch, pulled them deeper into something neither of them could stop.Their love was a risk, a rebellion against centuries of hatred. And as whispers of unrest stirred both packs into action, Jay Dee and Tanis became the center of a storm threatening to tear the supernatural world apart. Werewolves turned on their own. Vampires sharpened their fangs, ready for war.Love wasn't supposed to feel like this-like running through the dark with no promise of dawn. But maybe, just maybe, they could be the light that changed everything.The moon watched from above, silent and knowing, as a choice loomed before them: surrender to the past or fight for a future where love wasn't a crime.