Annie simon poor and stubborn omega, her parents died during the rogue attack, she leave to be with her childhood sweetheart ken in the New York, but met another different ken who maltreated her and abused her. running away to start a new life with pieces of silver coin of dollars that her mother gave her for luck she meets her mate. Jacob Kerr when Jacob saw her coming out of the restaurant, his wolf was overwhelmed with joy At last we found her , he said Jacob Kerr was powerful Alph king from blue moon pack, finding very difficult to find his mate, he gave himself a long vacation from company after much discussion with his friend to find his meet. when he finally meet her, he sworn never to let her go no matter how difficult and stubborn she could be.

Chapter 1 One

There he was again. The motorcycle man sped past her for the third in the last half, shooting her a huge dazzling grin. Annie Simon's heart gave a startled little leap in her chest, and she forced herself not to smile back at him. It took real effort.

He roared down the highway ahead of her like a bullet, drawing her gaze helplessly after him. His dazzling red motorcycle glittered with chrome, his helmet gleamed, his black leather jacket flapped wildly behind him. He was larger than life, bursting with brilliant energy against the leafless winter backdrop of dull browns and grays.

This was the third day in a row that he had followed her. She noticed him for the first time around Charlottesville,Virginia. At first she had figured that he must be going her way by sheer coincidence and was just flirting with her to amuse himself on the road, but she'd been stopping every day for hours to hike in almost every state and national park that she passed, and he never seemed to outdistance her. She didn't really mind. In fact, the few times she thought she'd shaken him off for good, she'd been surprised at how disappointed she felt-almost angry at him for not trying harder. Then poof, up he popped, flashing her a wild grin so full of rollicking good humour that she couldn't help laughing back

She knew she should be alarmed at his persistence,young woman travelling alone,yada yada, but the game was actually giving her a tingle of pleased excitement, and it had been long since she had felt anything remotely like a pleasant tingle. Lately, her feeling had run more along the lines of dread, exhausted anger, or a crching sense of impending doom. The little buzz that the motorcycle man gave her was a refreshing as long as he stayed strictly in this place.

Annie had whiled away what would have been many long, depressing hour on the road speculating about him studying the fascinating detail of bike and his wordrobe , not to mention his powerful, gorgeous body . Three-year as a fashion buyer had trained her eye to read the silent language of his wardrobe. She had a feeling that the jacket on his back retailed for over $2,000, depending on the season, and how well things were moving on the floor . Her father had taught her enough about motorcycles to spot the sleek, sensual line of an exquisitely perserved vintage indian. The guy was speeding down the highway on a jewel of a collector's item that had to be worth at least fifty grand, if not more. Whoever he was, and whatever he did, her motorcycle man didn't spare any expense in outfitting himself . He looked great.