His free hand strayed. They burned as they slid across my waist. And higher. Dangerously close to the under curve of my breast. “The thing with girls like you, Maisie, is that you think all you need to fix to be picked is your appearance. I don’t doubt that you’d make a great fuck, but you’ll never be the type of woman men want to keep. The kind to be made Luna. You’re the kind that’s only good enough to fuck, but never good enough to be chosen.”

***

After getting rejected by her mate, Cole Hayes, the future Alpha of the pack, and nearly losing her life from the pain of it, Maisie Adams and her best friends concoct a fail safe plan to get back at him and save her from dying.

Phase I: Get a make over and become the hottest thing in Ashfall.
Phase II: Make out with a hot stranger.
Phase III: Get a boyfriend, someone hotter, someone older, and lose your V-card.
Phase IV: Get Cole Hayes to apologize.
Phase V: Reject Cole Hayes.

What they do not, however, account for is Cole Hayes falling for Maisie and being unable to let her go. Even worse, they sure as hell couldn’t have known Maisie would catch the attention of the four Lycan royals at the academy and accidentally bond with them!

Imprinting was a disproven myth. It simply didn't happen.


My Lycan purred sarcastically in my head, "And you're supposed to be the smart one. If after everything you've been through and seen, you think anything's a myth, then all you've got going for you are those lovely breasts of yours."


Jericho, as if reading my thoughts, explained. "Think of it as making a first impression, but ten times stronger. You have a conversation or interaction with hundreds of people daily, but one in part sticks with you for years for some reason. Because they were impressed on you."


Chapter 100 - 100. Imprint