My soul mate is my natural enemy. Or close enough. He's a vampire and I'm a wolf. Our kinds are at war. A centuries old blood war. I can't stay away from him. I hate him, but I want him. Our love is a standoff. For every inch I take, he pushes a mile. The world is against us. But I'm so tired of fighting the ties between us. For every wolf that dies at the hands of a vampire, I feel more guilty. Yet...