I was never anything special. I was the bakers daughter in a little town in the middle of nowhere. Then he walked into the bakery. That's when my whole life changed. He called me his mate and from then on my life was no longer nothing special, it became just short of extraordinary. I'd always heard the legends about werewolves, but never imagined myself marrying one. Or leading a pack of them. The pack doesn't follow me. Evil beings want me dead and gone. Enemy territories don't want me as a Luna. Can a human girl ever lead a wolf pack? Or will they devour me alive like they have so many others?