Two Alphas, one from Black River and one from Elk Trail. One woman, oblivious to the pedigree running through her veins. Mating season just got a whole lot more interesting.
The moon was nigh imperceptible tonight, showcased in a painted sliver behind rumbling clouds. A storm on the horizon heralded the first monsoon of the season. Beneath the fir boughs a wolf stood silent, nose working to scent the severity of what lay ahead. It would flood the banks of the river his pack was named after. Depending on how bad it got the bridge might end up washing out. It would be prudent to plan for the worst now before they were cut off from the rest of the world. With a low growl the wolf turned to lope along the edge of the forest, keeping close beneath the deep shadows.
Though the majority of those in Black River were like him it wouldn't do to scare the humans still unaware of the supernatural edge of their neighbors.
Stepping out onto an abandoned stretch of road leading to town he paused to glance across the bridge heading out. Here the forest behind him was utterly silent as if the world had been abandoned. A thrum trilled through the air. Even without his otherworldly senses the wolf could tell something was wrong. Not even the birds dared come this way; the creatures beneath the dirt entirely absent. It was dangerous, this silence. Pregnant with an expectation he was unfamiliar with the wolf hesitated moving further into the road.
A sudden mournful cry broke the silence, sending the dusky-furred carnivore to crouch low defensively. Whipping around he took stock of where the other wolf sounded from before answering with a cry of his own. The pack was mobilizing. Something must've happened back at town that had the rest in a tizzy. It was time to head home.
Just as he turned to lope back into the forest, however, the silence was broken by the sound of car tires crunching along the old road. The wolf instinctively took cover in the tall grass along the embankment, sinking low to avoid being seen. Headlights pierced the gloom to herald a stranger crossing the bridge. At least, he assumed it to be a stranger. What self-respecting Black River resident would be entering town at this time of night? Small as it was, everyone knew everyone's business. And so far as he was aware none had left in weeks.
As the car passed he took in every detail. One, it was moving slowly, perhaps 35 miles an hour. Its occupant was conscious, then, of how dangerous wildlife could be on the road at night. Second, the car was older. Rust was starting to show on the bottom and the car was boxier than the new model anythings. Third, the occupant was a lone woman. Piled high with boxes in the back and side seats she was on her own driving into town. The wolf turned his attention down the road questioningly but no car ever followed her. By herself completely then.
In the midst of his musing another cry pierced the air, prompting him to jump up and jet back into the forest. They were looking for him now, meaning he was probably the last one left to gather. It had been worth taking the extra few minutes though. The alpha would want to know about their new resident and the troubling feeling that heralded her arrival.
Alice was just a normal girl studying for exams. Waking up one morning she finds a man naked in her bed? And he claims to be her husband?? Thrown into a world of glittering balls and unmatched power how is a simple girl from the suburbs supposed to acclimate?
The night before her engagement, Valerie was tricked by her boyfriend and stepsister into spending the night with a stranger. After the night together, the man vanished. Later, her boyfriend accused her of cheating, revealing his affair with her stepsister. Pressured by her father, Valerie married an unconscious man in place of her stepsister. Valerie exposed the scheme, sabotaged her father's ambitions, and transformed herself. When her husband woke and chased her to the airport, she calmly refused him, saying, "It's over between us." He held her firmly. "You married me, so you must commit."
“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!
Sara Mae Xavier is living every Omega's dream--she is the Alpha King's mate! That's until he betrays and rejects her. He also accuses her falsely, and she is sentenced to two years at the notorious North Academy, a campus made specifically for delinquent werewolves. She has no idea how she'll survive, being a weak Omega, but she soon realises that's the least of her problems. Her roommates are three Alphas, each with a notorious reputation of his own. But that's not the worst part...why on earth does she have a mate bond to all of them?
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
For three years, I waited to become the perfect Luna for my pack, to give the Alpha an heir. Three years of lies, of being the outsider in someone else's love story. Three years of grieving the loss of my baby and plotting revenge against the man who disfigured my face and ruined my womb. I had two choices: die at the hands of my own pack or escape and survive. I chose to hide and live. The Lycan King, Fenrir Lycros-the most bloodthirsty, ruthless ruler to ever lead the werewolves with an iron fist-made me his personal maid. It was the most dangerous role I could have, where even the slightest mistake could cost me my life. But no one from my past would think to look for me here. "Always be submissive, don't speak unless spoken to, don't listen, don't see anything, don't disturb the Lycan or you will die," were the simple rules I followed. I thought I was doing well-until one day, the King made me an offer I couldn't refuse. "Do you want me to save those people? Then give yourself to me tonight. Be my woman. I desire you, and I know you feel the same. Just once, Raven, only once..." But it wasn't just once. Passion turned into something deeper, something neither of us could deny. That cold, untamable man had somehow conquered my heart as well. However, when the past returned to haunt me and the truth about my birth came to light, I faced another choice: run from the Lycan King or wait for his mercy. "I'm sorry, but this time, I won't lose my pups again-not even for you, Fenrir Lycros."