All I did was pick up an extra shift at work...
And it was the best mistake I've ever made.
Because I ran right into the chest of a sexy guy on my way out of the kitchen, and he turned into a wolf.
As it turns out, werewolves are real, and they're just as hot as every indie romance book I've ever read has said.
And this one has decided I'm his mate.
Talk about a dream come true, right?
But turning into a werewolf when your mate bites you isn't guaranteed, apparently.
Sometimes, it kills people.
And when he bites me, my health starts to decline, fast.
Now it's not a question of whether or not I choose the sexy werewolf that fate decided was mine... it's a matter of whether or not my body will fight hard enough to survive the change at a much slower pace than it should.
There's nothing we can do but hope like hell... and enjoy the time we still have.