PROLOGUEThe sound of crickets and chickadees could be heard in the air as she kept running. Her deep breaths and panting sounded sharp in the night. The wet grass continued scraping her feet and ankles as she kept running away despite being barefoot.“I can hear you,” Alpha Damien of the Greek Olympus pack loudly shouted at her. “You are my mate and you have nowhere to run!”Slightly breathless, the petite 17-year-old blond shouted back at the Alpha, “LET ME BE, you big ANIM…” Out of breath, she rasped in exhaustion and terror as she hit a dead end.In front of the poor fleeing maiden was a sheer and steep cliff, several miles high, with hardly any protrusions and vegetation to hold on to…“You are mine,” the dark-haired Alpha replied with an assuring tone and his signature sly smile on his handsome face.CHAPTER ONEDamien is now twenty-five years old and he’s the only one in his pack who still has no mate.His best friend Lyon got his mate when he hit eighteen years on their way to

FREDA’S POVLaying on her murphy bed, her phone buzzed a recorded message in her own voice…It’s six o’ clock! It’s six o’ clock! It’s six o’ clock! It droned on and on…Groaning, the bedraggled blond dragged herself off her unmade bed and went straight to her compact but highly automated bathroom. After undressing, the dainty girl took a shower in a small light frosted green glass cubicle located next to her action-activated pastel green john. Later she went straight to the sleek mint green sink and began brushing her teeth in front of the dark green-lined oval mirror on the wall. Upon placing her toothbrush on a small gadget on the sink, toothpaste was gradually on top of its firm charcoal bristles. As soon as Freda placed the tip of the toothbrush under the silver-colored tap, warm water began flowing out.“I would have required a rechargeable electric toothbrush from Supplies but I can’t find any charcoal-bristled electric toothbrushes in the catalogues that we get from Inventory!

My phone buzzed and I stopped the movie that I was watching. Checking the screen, I saw that it was my bestie, Gabriella calling. “Hey Freda, it’s Gabby,” she shouted joyfully. “I know, I have your number, so the caller ID told me already. And please, not too loud. My head hurts when you yell like that, girl.” Gabriella, also known as Gabby to her many friends, comes from a wealthy home. They were old money as our university batch mates called it I wonder why of all the people in school, she chose me to be her best friend. We met on my first day in college, I was looking for my first class then. Speed-walking down the hall because I thought I was going to be late, I accidentally collided with her, scattering all our books and notes on the marble-tiled floor. After apologizing for not taking care of where I was going, I realized we had the same classes after comparing her timetable with mine. “So, Gabby,” I began. “What’s up, bestie?” With a loud voice, her best friend asked, “Did

Looking shocked, Engineer Damien sat back in his overstuffed executive office chair and was silently looked at Moriah and then at me.He waited for me to stop laughing, then did the unthinkable…“Doctor Davis, Moriah… I hope you can forgive this misunderstanding. I never meant to look down on your work, Freya. Did I get your first name right? I seem to remember receiving an abstract of your project last month, and your full name was there. Nor did I intend to jump the gun on you, Moriah.He apologized?! I wordlessly gasped, my eyes as big as china saucers. I still find it hard to believe that the almighty annoying and haughty Damien Travolta apologized to me… Worse, TO US!I thought he meant to give me an earful of a lecture for my misplaced mirth at his mistake. Talk about an awkward version of Shakespeare’s comedy of errors! But rather than doing that, he apologized… humbly and sincerely.I lounged back on his office’s guest chairs where I had been sitting on from the first time I en