Amber was born in the season of death under the layers of hatred. It was said that the moon held nothing before her beauty, but it was such a shame that she didn’t survive. . . Or that’s what they think. . . Amber was born of love and was thrown in the woods in the dead of winter for nature to take her back. But nature had other plans for her. She was the daughter of the strongest being on earth and was blessed with powers that matched the powers of the Moon. The world of the supernaturals considered her dead, but she was as alive as the wind. She was the bastard child they thought they had gotten rid of, and she was okay with it until he came in front of her, staking his claim on her very being. The soulmate the Moon blessed her with. She didn’t ask for her blessing. . . She didn’t want a mate, and him being the one she couldn’t use her powers on only made it worse. Darach the King od Lycans didn’t want Amber out of love; he only wanted her for delivering his child, for warming his bed—that’s how it worked in his society. But he forgot that she wasn’t part of his world, his twisted society, because she had her own world. She knew he was the King, but he forgot that she was a self-made Queen. ○○○○○○^○○○○○○ He wanted her because once a Lycan finds his mate, he can’t get hard for another female.
"What's that smell?" My wolf, Storm's, voice is sudden and loud, making my head throb. As soon as he speaks, the most incredible scent I’ve ever known hits my nose, sending my senses into overdrive. It's a blend of strawberries and cinnamon, instantly drawing me forward, my feet moving of their own accord. As I weave through the crowd, the smell intensifies, and suddenly, everything happens so fast that my head spins. A scent like that can only mean one thing... I’ve found my mate. The realization crashes over me just as she steps out of the packhouse, leaving me breathless. "Fuck, no!" Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no intention of changing that. This year, it’s his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball, and the last thing his wolf expects is to find his mate. What shocks him even more is discovering that his mate is 10 years younger than him—and he can’t deny the way his body reacts to her. While he tries to resist the truth of their bond, his world is thrown into chaos when his guards capture two she-wolves running through his territory. Bonnie has spent her life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her, including her own twin sister. Together with her best friend, Lilly, they hatch a plan to escape during the biggest ball of the year, hosted by another pack. But when things don’t go as planned, both girls are left feeling lost and uncertain about their futures. Once they are brought to Alpha Nicholas, he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person. Can Nicholas stop fighting with his wolf and accept a mate much younger than him? Will Bonnie want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both let go of the past and move forward together, or will fate have other plans, keeping them apart?
(It's completed! Thank you to every reader who follows this book and everyone who was moved by Zoe's story. I hope we can all achieve the future we desire!) A lone alpha lost his destined queen in a savage border raid. Her passing became the pack’s eternal wound—each year the wolves gather in silence beneath a moon painted black. Five years on, the mark on his soul flares again—this time for the last person he expected: the younger sister of the woman whose ghost still rules every heartbeat. Whispers rise like winter fog: she was the reason the beloved heir leapt into death’s jaws; she should have been the one never to return. She has grown up invisible, a pale echo of a brighter star, bearing the weight of every unspoken wish that the grave had chosen differently. She dreamed that a mate’s eyes might finally see her, not the silhouette behind her. Instead she finds the same mirror of grief—and when he flinches, her last hope cracks. One word, sharp as broken ice, severs the bond before it can tighten. He lets her walk away, telling himself it is mercy. Then the ground shifts: buried lies surface, guilt turns inside-out, and the alpha understands how completely he was wrong. He races against rumor and remorse, chasing the flicker of a second chance. But the wolf he rejected has learned to sing her own song beneath stranger moons—and she is no longer sure the path home ends with him.
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.”
(Daily Updates) “Go, chase your past, Ronan. I’m done being second choice.” **** Evelyn risked everything for her mate, Ronan—her future, her ambition, her freedom, even her gift for him. And he repays her with five years of cold, distant marriage. Ronan never touches her, never shows her love, always consumed by Pack duties. But when his long-lost lover returns, everything shifts. Ronan abandons her, choosing her rival over his mate at every turn. Fed up and done being the second option, Evelyn takes a bold step—she plans to unbind him, to divorce. Ronan isn’t letting go. He’s furious, possessive, and dangerously determined. And just when Evelyn thinks she can’t fight alone… his Alpha steps in. Can Evelyn reclaim her life and awaken her inner wolf—or will Ronan’s possessive fury and Pack politics trap her forever?
“I,reject my mate." In the second month after my eighteenth birthday, my mate rejected me before everyone. I left the Pack in disgrace, carrying the scars of mockery and a past filled with bullying. Just when I thought my life would descend into darkness, everything changed after I met a kind Luna and Alpha…… I became a formidable warrior, leading my unit to reclaim my mother's pack, and ultimately rose as a powerful female Alpha. Now, my former mate—the Alpha heir of Silverwing—has finally cast aside all duty and chains, striving with all his might to embrace me. Should I give him a second chance?
