April 17th, 1982-New York City Evie’s POV “Hey girl, last party of grad school, you can’t miss it,” Donna says, laying on her bed. “Well, you don’t know my Dad. I have to go home. There is a party there, too. Not as fun as this one, but important, none the less,” I smile at her, as I pack a weekend bag. “You are 25 years old! How is it possible your dad can demand you attend some party?” Donna is a human and would never understand. Yes, I am 25. Yes, I have a job, apartment, life away from my father, but I am not human! If I were human, I could tell my father to kiss my ass. But I wasn’t born to such luxury. I was born a werewolf. And not just any werewolf, I was born Evelyn Shaw, Princess of the Night Claw pack. First born of Hendricks and Dianna Shaw, Alpha and Luna of Night Claw. The pride of the pack. My brother, Cain, is the next Alpha, because there is no way I’m not a Luna of some pack. He is 23. More than old enough to take over, but like me, he doesn’t have a mate. Wh
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