"I, Alpha Xander Finch of the Red Moon Pack," he said. Wait, is he going to accept my rejection now? "Reject your rejection, Alpha Chastity Reid of the Silver Moon Pack," he added, and my eyes widened when I felt something extraordinary. Maybe he felt it too because he was surprised as well. Then he carried me before he pinned me at the back of the now already closed door and kissed me and, oh goddess, I felt like I missed him for a thousand years already, so I kissed him back. ***** Chassy, an omega who carries the weight of her heritage, is mistreated by her mother and the Red Moon Pack for her entire existence. Her real potential, which was acquired from a father who came from a mysterious lycan clan, is hidden from her and her tormentors. She found out that Xander, her Alpha, was her mate. For some reason, he hurt her. As a result Chassy leaves and rejects him. But destiny has more in store for her. With the advent of her lycan beast, she unexpectedly rises to the position of alpha in her adopted pack. Then she met her father whom she never knew and found out more about herself. The persistent vampires, push packs to band together under an alliance. Chassy's previous and present lives intersect when Xander stops by her new pack for a joint training session against this backdrop of peril and unity. Will Xander and Chassy be able to cross the gap between them? Can they stand together in the face of the impending vampire threat? What will Chassy do when she knows that she's unable to give Xander an heir and a boy with his mother comes to the pack claiming Xander to be the father?
I am Chastity Reid. Chassy for short and an omega. My mother, Merlisa, is one, too, of the Red Moon Pack and found her mate in human territory who happens to be my father, whom I haven't remembered or seen since I was a child. I don't remember my mom treating me nicely either. She was always yelling and shouting at me, which made me realize at such a young age that she didn't care or love me.
We have our own house but we both work in the pack house. And there was no time that she would shout at me every time she saw me. As I entered the lion's lair within the pack house, the atmosphere was tense. A boiling pot was in my mother's hands as she stood at the stove, a once-vibrant lady now overcome by resentment. As I stepped inside the door, my heart was thumping.
"About time you showed up, you useless creature," she shouted with her eyes shrinking into slits of contempt. "Did you really think I'd continue to make your terrible meals?"
I attempted to remain calm as my throat constricted and a lump formed. "I'm sorry, Mom," I said.
"Sorry?" she replied with a sarcastic melody in her laugh. "Omega, you're simply a burden and a continuous reminder of your pitiful excuse for a father, so sorry doesn't cut it." she added. I made fists with my hands and dug my nails into my palms. Each of the remarks pierced my tender sense of self-worth like a blade. Determined not to give her satisfaction, I bit my lip to hold back a response.
Then a bunch of young omegas entered the room as if on cue, their eyes gleaming with vile delight. They functioned as a pack inside a pack, and their power came from their mutual contempt for me. Then Arlene, who had a twisted smile, took the lead and moved forward and made a sarcastic remark, "Well, well, see who chose to bless us with her appearance. Did you emerge from your burrow specifically to make us all ill?"
My heart was thumping like a caged bird as my eyes darted from one face to another. I want to get away from their never-ending assault, but I'm aware that doing so would only make things worse. So I said, "Leave me alone," barely audible.
Arlene's hands were visibly placed against her chest as she pretended to be surprised. "Oh, did the omega just speak? I had no idea you could put words together."
The bunch burst out laughing, sending vicious laughter reverberating off the walls. My fingers clenched at my sides as my cheeks burned with embarrassment and I still had to put up with this in order to demonstrate that their words couldn't harm me.
Then another omega scoffed, a sly grin spreading over her lips, "You know, I heard omegas like you are good for one thing."
As I prepared for the shock of their words, my face turned pale as my heart sunk. Every taunt and jeer served as a reminder of my position within the pack's hierarchy, which I had not chosen but was compelled to follow. "Pathetic," Arlene spouted, her disgusted mouth twisting.
I struggled to stop the tears from flowing as they welled up in my eyes as my eyesight became foggy. I refused to give them the gratification of seeing me cry and wouldn't allow them to. But what they said weighed heavily on me and I felt as though I was suffocating as a result.
"What are you still standing at? Start doing your chores!" Mom shouted. So I started to do as she said and passed through all the others who were there to mock me. I don't know why they were acting like that when, just like me, they were also omegas and didn't have their wolf.
Everyday, I would pray to the moon goddess to give me a mate who would accept me and take me away from this shit hole that I am in. I should have felt safe and secure because I had a pack that I should call home. And that scene is a constant occurrence in my life that I wanted to change.
The Red Moon Pack is the strongest and most powerful pack in the region. Our Alpha, who didn't have his mate yet, was passing his time by banging different women, was the strongest alpha as well. No packs would dare to get in his way if they wanted to keep their packs safe. He was assisted and supported by his strong Beta named Limuel and Gamma, Jack.
While everyone was happy being in the pack that was led by strong leaders, my existence was a tapestry of suffering and gloom. I had been aware of the weight of cruelty and rejection since my earliest memories. Yes, I was an omega by birth and bore the stigma associated with my mother's position, which appeared to define who I was.
A feeling of melancholy that matched my feelings was carried by the wind as it rustled through the thick woodland that encircled the pack's area. The pack members started to move in the early morning light, their movements serving as a reminder of the world I belonged to, yet I was still an outcast.
I sat on the sidelines as the pack's kids laughed and played because I knew that if I got involved, people would laugh at me. After my father left us, my mother was my nightmare even if I was awake, while my alpha did nothing. It was impossible that everything that was happening to me had not come to his attention. I hate him, for making me feel unsafe with my mother and my own pack. I hate him, that he doesn't use his power to protect someone like me who only wants to be accepted.
Three days. All I need is to wait for three days and I will be able to smell my mate. If he's not in this pack, I am going to leave here and look for him. It's better than finding him here only to reject me. I don't think that I will be able to handle it if that happens. Anyone is OK with me, just don't make him one of the pack members, please, moon goddess.
This is about the story of Matteo and Freya's (Lycan Prince Matteo) daughter. Aliyah Collins is a princess of the supernatural. She is one of the twins of the Lycan King and Queen, but she has no wolf. The palace hides her and her twin's identities to protect them, especially her, since she is basically a human. She hides the fact that she can read minds and move things without touching them from her family. She cannot smell her mate, so she doesn't know that she is already in an intimate relationship with him. Alpha Xavier Bloodworth, the alpha of Aliyah's mother's original pack, the Howlers Pack, faces a dilemma. Believing Aliyah to be a human, he chooses to conceal their true nature as mates from her and the others. His focus is on fortifying his pack, which has become a target of rogues and an unknown adversary. In the midst of this, his growing feelings for Aliyah add another layer of complexity to his already challenging role. Being the Alpha of the Howlers Pack, which consists of former rogues who fought against the palace 18 years ago, Xavier is not fond of the palace. Although he doesn't plan to go against them, he also doesn't like to associate himself with them. However, an incident made Xavier discover the truth about Aliyah's identity while he was thinking of someone else being the princess.
Emerald thought that she and Jace Higginson were divorced. After five years, she returns to the country to collaborate with his company and eventually takes her revenge. What will she do when she sees a different Jace, making her uneasy whenever they meet? What would she do when her supposed ex-husband was still her husband because he didn't file the divorce? Will Emerald give Jace his rights to their son whom she conceived before she left?
Freya is the adoptive daughter of the warrior mated couple of the Midnight Pack. She didn't have a scent, so everyone thought that she didn't have a wolf, just like humans. Matteo Harith is the Lycan prince, soon to be king, who was waiting for his mate. He had smelled her since 9 years ago in the palace, but after that, he never found her, no matter how much he looked for her. When Matteo was assigned by his king's father to look into the case of a pack that had been wiped out, he lived in the Midnight Pack and found Freya. The moment Matteo stepped out of his SUV, Freya found out that he was her mate. But Matteo couldn't smell her at all. A tournament that had been held within the pack made Matteo find Freya to be his mate when their eyes met. When Matteo finally smelled Freya's scent, it was also the time that she remembered what had happened in her childhood and that the palace had refused to help them when they asked, which caused her biological parents' death. What is he going to do when Freya was blaming the royals and wanted to reject him even after they mark each other?
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?
Eliza Greer was abandoned by her mother, raised in an orphanage, and sold to the Burns family at 19. Even though she marries Mason Burns, the other people in the Burns family look down on her for her poor identity and want to try every way to bully her. Unexpectedly, they all failed. Eliza's hidden identities are gradually revealed in one incident after another, which astonishes everyone.
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.