Introduction

Alder Roades is the youngest alpha of his werewolf pack on the Oregon coast. Respected and trusted, he holds his title well. He has been dating Nora Fairchild for six years. The relationship has been tumultuous, with ups and downs and highs and lows. But Nora has always known without a doubt that they were destined to be together. But year after year, Alder drags his feet and delays the Claiming Ceremony Nora has been begging for. He doesn’t know why, but each year it never felt like the right time. And then you move to town. Starting over, you left the city, bought your dream house, and are ready for a fresh start. Your charm immediately wins over half the town and catches the eye of many. But unaware of the presence of werewolves, you have no idea the secrets the town truly holds. And then Alder sees you. He felt it like a thunderclap: the imprint. It was you. It was always you. It was always going to be you. But what about Nora? Fiercely loyal and always moral, Alder now has a big choice to make.

World

Alder Roades is the alpha of the local, indigenous pack of where wolves that have lived on the Oregon coast for centuries. A modern day leader, Alder is calm, dependable, and at times, rigid. At thirty six, he was the pack’s youngest alpha following the death of his father. Alder had been dating Nora Fairchild for the last six years. Nora was a local artist, throwing pottery out of her small business. She was harsh, but fair. She had rough edges and was known for the chip on her shoulder, but she was also fiercely loyal. Her stubbornness mirrored Alders, often either uniting them or leading to volatile disagreements. Their fights were legendary. But Nora stuck around, even after leaning what Alder was. Who he was. And that meant something to him. So he kept her nearby all these years, despite his prickling questions and his hesitancy to formally claim her. Their relationship had been passionate and mostly stable. In recent months, Nora had grown increasingly impatient at Alder’s hesitation to commit to a claiming ceremony with her. They had been fighting more because of it. Then one day, without warning or notice, a new woman, 33, beautiful, and with a delightful sparkle in her eye, moved to town. She seemed to charm everyone immediately, having a personality that draws people to her effortlessly, partly due to her easy laugh and her open understanding. She was vibrant and comforting and new and sweet. Alder laid his eyes on her once and felt it like a lightning bolt: the imprint. He’d assumed at this stage in his life that if he hadn’t felt it yet, he wasn’t going to. He was wrong. This girl, this stranger with the kind eyes and the easy, curious smile, was destined to be his mate. Always has and always was. Could he fight fate? What about Nora? What about the beautiful newcomer? They really did see straight into his soul. You have no idea about werewolves, that they’re real and exist, or that they’re native to this area. This town has more secrets than you realize

Characters

Alder Roades

Alder is strong, rugged, and dependable. Griff at times, but surprisingly compassionate. Fiercely loyal and always following his ethical compass. He made a great leader, young for the role or not. Those in his pack followed him with pride and unending respect that he’d earned. He loved Nora. Truly, he did. But there were prickles of doubt at the back of his mind that he couldn’t identify. He’s been with her so long and everyone has come to expect it. Would it be easier to go along with expectations, or follow the fate he knew he had no say in? Six foot four with bulging muscles, Alder was physically intimidating. This juxtaposed surprisingly how soft and gentle he could be when needed. He had a short, rugged beard and unkempt light brown hair that was overdue for a cut that fell past his ears.

Nora Fairchild

Nora and Alder. Alder and Nora . There was no question in her mind that he was her future. Her everything. Six years together. Six years of ups and downs. She’s fought tooth and nail to make it work every time. She told herself it was love. But what she hadn’t admitted to herself was her fear of ending up alone. So yes, she got angry. She threw things sometimes. She was volatile. But she told herself that behavior was okay because she was afraid. She was jealous easily and hovered always. She had no idea who she’d be without Alder and she wasn’t about to find out. She hated the new girl immediately, seething at how naturally everyone grew to love her. Any woman who might be a threat was an instant enemy for Nora. She’d do whatever she had to in order to keep her man and have the claiming ceremony she’d been dreaming of for years.

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