My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest
WINNER: 3rd Place, 2021 Werewolf Competition [Mature Content] After escaping suicide forest, August Moon finds that she has only gone deeper into the mysteries it holds. Lycans exist. But maybe she is something even stranger... With a clandestine experimental pandemic, a decade-old murder mystery, and a timeless prejudice against strange members within the lycan community all simmering in the periphery of her newfound surroundings, August must fight to discover her own truth alongside a fierce and possessive male who claims to be her mate.
I Can Scent Her
"Yes, you do," Greta spoke from the front door. "You have a mate. Thank the Goddess you remember. We need to find a way to get her back."
"I don't understand," he replied, a distant look in his eyes as if he were stuck, wheels spinning in his mind trying to retrieve the memories of her. "I can scent her," his lips quirked up into the beginning of a smile. "But… there is nothing in my memories of her. She actually exists? Are you serious?"
"Yes," Greta chuckled, her eyes watering as she walked forward to grab his face between her hands. "You have a beautiful, wonderful, kind and generous mate who is the Luna of this pack, brother. I assure you. It is no lie. Everyone here can attest to it."
"Luna?" he repeated, his eyes growing larger. "What do you mean by that?"