His free hand strayed. They burned as they slid across my waist. And higher. Dangerously close to the under curve of my breast. “The thing with girls like you, Maisie, is that you think all you need to fix to be picked is your appearance. I don’t doubt that you’d make a great fuck, but you’ll never be the type of woman men want to keep. The kind to be made Luna. You’re the kind that’s only good enough to fuck, but never good enough to be chosen.”

***

After getting rejected by her mate, Cole Hayes, the future Alpha of the pack, and nearly losing her life from the pain of it, Maisie Adams and her best friends concoct a fail safe plan to get back at him and save her from dying.

Phase I: Get a make over and become the hottest thing in Ashfall.
Phase II: Make out with a hot stranger.
Phase III: Get a boyfriend, someone hotter, someone older, and lose your V-card.
Phase IV: Get Cole Hayes to apologize.
Phase V: Reject Cole Hayes.

What they do not, however, account for is Cole Hayes falling for Maisie and being unable to let her go. Even worse, they sure as hell couldn’t have known Maisie would catch the attention of the four Lycan royals at the academy and accidentally bond with them!

I walked back to my bedroom and stared at the mirror for a long time.


My fingers ran across my face, through my hair as I tried really hard to understand just how I'd reached this point. The point where looking back at my reflection in the mirror had become difficult.


I was the girl who hadn't been given a single day to mourn her parents before being handed a mopping stick at twelve years old and told that was who I was and all I could ever be.


You do not have the luxury to dream, Maisie Adams. Take what I give you and be grateful for it.


I was the girl who refused to accept that reality. I was the girl who fought her bullies, scrubbed her fingers raw until they bled, and still got the perfect scores. And got into Greymoor.


Chapter 67 - 67. Growing A Spine