"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.
A contract will bind Ysla and Nathan. An agreement with limits, driven only by their personal reasons. For Nathan, it's about obeying his grandmother's wishes. For Ysla, it's about revenge against the fiancé who betrayed her and the people she once called family. But what happens when their feelings for each other begin to change? When Nathan's former love returns and Ysla's past starts to unravel, bringing with it a storm of problems she never expected? Will their contract be enough to hold them together, or will it be the very thing that tears them apart?
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?
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry me!"