Mates and Other Obstacles to Accidentally Saving the World by Emma Eden

All I wanted for my birthday was a cake. Instead, I'm a snake... on a quest.

Yep, an honest-to-scales, snake. Did I mention I hate snakes?

Apparently not everyone does, because when my birthday explodes along with the bar, I'm stolen by a smoking hot shifter to his bear lair against my will.

I was supposed to be keeping a low, low profile before heading back to my secret human village. Instead I'm on a magical quest with Ward who claims we have a Fated Mates situation.

A what now?

I didn't sign up for that. Or the uncontrollable shifting. Or his Goddess spritzing a rampaging shifter problem across the realm. Somehow I end up the only person who can find her relics because I maybe, accidentally, ate the first one. Though I don't think they're in the one bed we end up in. Which is probably a good thing since they don't seem to fix my snake problem, they only make me stranger.

The quest wouldn't be so bad if the whole continent wasn't determined to separate my soul from my body. Even if I don't trust him, sticking with Ward is the only chance I have to not be a snake and stop the realm from being torn apart by claws and fangs.

What choice do I have? I'll need to find a whole bucket of courage with some trust on the side to try out this mate thing and maybe save the Harrowlands.