Blurb: "Is this bitch dead yet?" My dear sister grabbed my hair, staring at my face—smashed to a pulp by her. Convinced I’d stopped breathing, they tossed my broken body into the warehouse—but only my brother secretly hid me away. Unexpectedly, my father found out I was still alive and led a pack of wolves to surround my hiding place. "Hand her over! She’s nothing but A SPECK OF DUST!" my sister ranted outside the door. Rage burned in my chest, yet gravely injured, I could only lie there, helpless to resist. "WHO DARES TO HURT MY MATE?" A deep voice boomed suddenly. Two burly Alphas appeared abruptly. "We’re late, OUR LUNA." They knelt by the bedside, their voices gentle beyond belief —Wait, did they mean “me” when they said "their luna"?
Hi my dear readers, thank you so much for loving this book! I’ll do my best to update every day, and you’re always welcome to leave me comments—I’ll definitely take your suggestions into consideration. ♥♥♥ Olivia had been adopted by Alexander, the Alpha King of the Southern Territory, since childhood. He was 10 years older than Olivia. He spoiled her, loved her like an uncle, and gave her everything. Until at eighteen, during her first shift, she recognized Alexander as her destined mate. When Alexander offered her a mating contract to help him bear pups, she agreed without hesitation. But just as she finally conceived his pup, his childhood sweetheart returned. Alexander, who had always spoiled and loved her, was now ready to sever their mate bond without hesitation. "This is what I owe her, Liv," Alexander said, his eyes filled with anguish. Olivia wept and fought, but ended up battered and broken, left with nothing. Heartbroken and defeated, she quietly left with the pup growing in her belly, disappearing without a trace as if she had simply vanished from the face of the earth. Alexander, however, searched for her like a man possessed, scouring every corner of the world—until at the Northern Territory Alpha King's grand banquet, he discovered that his cherished little mate was none other than the heiress to the entire Northern Territory...
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
Every girl at the age of eighteen, if left unmated, is volunteered for the Alphas Hunt. Hazel is no exception and also the only one who sees it not as a chance to find a strong Alpha to take care of her, but rather as a ceremony that strips you of your free will and sends you out into the woods to be hunted like a deer. If she is claimed she will be his. If she is not, she will return in shame and be shunned from her pack. Hazel knows the ways of the Alphas, being the daughter of a Beta, but what she doesn't count on is the presence of the Lycan King. The leader of all is participating in his first-ever hunt, and she is his prey. ***Warning: This book contains a LOT of mature content such as strong language, explicit s*x scenes, physical and mental abuse, BDSM, etc.***
On the night that was meant to celebrate three years of vows, I walked into our chamber and found my husband tangled in the sheets—with his brother’s widow. Shock scalded my lungs; their laughter scalded worse. “Wolfless trash,” they sneered, turning my own marriage bed into a courtroom. Their plan was simple: brand me unfit, lock me away, and divide the Aurorawisp Pack—my birthright—between them. I ran barefoot through corridors I once called home, heart drumming two words: escape, revenge. At the edge of the territory, under a moon sharp enough to cut glass, I met the one man no wolf dares challenge—Alpha Ethan, sovereign of the northern wilds, power rolling off him like winter smoke. “Alpha,” I breathed, cheeks flaming, “will you help me end this marriage?” A slow, sovereign smile. “I can dissolve bonds, Madam…but I collect a price.” I lifted my chin, voice trembling. “I won’t pay with my body. I can offer coin—” “Keep your gold,” he said, gaze pinning me like a specimen of starlight. “I want one year. You at my side, my name on your lips, my mark on your wrist—contract Luna, nothing more, nothing less.” The night air crackled. One signature, and I’d trade a traitor’s ring for a tyrant’s collar. Yet if power is currency, perhaps the most dangerous ally is exactly the weapon I need. I extended my hand. “One year, Alpha. When the contract burns out, I walk free.” His fingers closed over mine—warm steel. “One year, Luna. Then we both decide what freedom means.”
