Mira lives is a world where witches, vampires and other supernatural creatures coexist with the human world. A world where werewolves were nearly extinct when the Great War broke out in the year 2045. That is until a werewolf appears in Mira's life 12 years later. The first word that comes out of his mouth changes both of their lives forever. "Mine." ~*~ "What the hell do you want." She spat. She was sick and tired of everyone telling her how to feel, what happened in the living room proved they weren't soul mates. "What do I want?" He fired back. "What do I want?" His voice rose and she flinched. He slammed her small frame against the wall, trapping her in his arms. "Isn't it obvious, darling? I can't seem to keep my hands to myself." As if confirming his statement, his hands took a life of their own. He held her gaze as his hands brushed down her sides, sending shivers down her spine. Her own body was betraying her. "You've made it clear you can't." She snapped. He growled, pressing his body to hers. She bit back the moan that almost escaped her lips when his hardness pressed against her thigh. "I only want you." His lips were a whisper away. And then they were firmly planted on her own.