Mya Reynolds' life is everything a young college girl could want. She has great parents and an awesome best friend, but the day she stares into the eyes of a gorgeous Native American biker, it all comes crumbling down around her. The love Mya finds with David consumes her body and soul, but that love also threatens to destroy her and everyone she loves.
David Bray isn't just some ordinary guy; he is the alpha of the wolves known to the Navajo as the Sinapu. It is his duty as alpha to protect the people, but when that duty requires that he kill the one woman that has managed to capture his heart, he is torn between love and what he knows must be done.
Everyone knows that one day they will leave this physical realm of existence, but only an unlucky few ever actually stare into the eyes of death and know they will probably never see another sunrise.
Mya wondered if she were already dead. Had she met her fate and failed to realize it? If she wasn’t dead, then why was her whole life flashing before her eyes. The years – days – hours, and in fact, every millisecond of her life was replaying in her head like a late night rerun of some classic movie.
The images moved so fast that it would seem impossible to absorb them, but contrary to this, she experienced every feeling - every moment of her life as if she were reliving it all over again.
Before that moment, Mya had never thought about how she would die, though maybe she should have. She’d known the risk of loving him, but had made the fatal decision to ignore that risk.
But was it really her love for him that brought her to this moment?
Even as she went over her every decision from the time she was a young child, she still couldn’t be sure what had brought her to this end. Was it the day that she made the decision to take that internship in Arizona, or was it when she decided to pursue the truth of who she was?
As much as she wanted to blame her fate on these decisions, deep down she knew the truth. She could mark the beginning of the end the moment she stared into his eyes - eyes so wild and untamable that it had been foolish to believe he could ever be anything other than what he was by nature.
Though the shadow of death loomed over her, she placed her bleeding heart before him - hoping the love and passion that they’d shared would overcome his instinct to kill.
Hasn’t this always been their fate?
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Amanda Magri
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