Lilith, a seemingly ordinary werewolf, has lived her life in the shadows of her powerful pack, content with her normal existence. But everything changes when she meets her betrothed, a strikingly handsome alpha named Aiden. Eager to win his affection, Lilith quickly discovers that Aiden finds her weakness detestable and rejects her with a cruel indifference. However, fate has a wicked sense of humor, and it unveils its twist at the annual Mating Ball. Aiden, driven by unforeseen desires, seduces Lilith, leading to a night of passion that awakens a fierce connection between them binding them as mates. Their forbidden tryst creates a web of secrets, binding them together in a way neither could have imagined. As the truth unravels, Lilith discovers that she hasn't been entangled with Aiden but with his enigmatic twin brother, Rendell, who had orchestrated the seduction to fulfill a dark agenda. Betrayed and heartbroken, Lilith must navigate a treacherous path of deceit, danger, and desire. What was Rendell's agenda and how will she explain to her pack that she was rejected and has bonded with a member of a rival pack?
Lilith Lockwood
My mother's voice, sharp and insistent, echoed from downstairs waking me here.
"Lilith! Wake up, dear! It's time for a new day!"
I groaned, my half-asleep mind protesting the intrusion of morning. But I couldn't ignore her call, not when she had such a commanding presence. She was the heart and soul of our family, the alpha in her own right.
Rolling out of bed, I slipped into a soft pair of slippers and padded down the creaky old staircase. At the foot of the stairs, my father sat in his armchair, engrossed in the morning newspaper. He glanced up as I approached.
"Morning, Dad," I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.
"Morning, my little moonbeam," he chuckled, setting the newspaper aside. My father's fondness for nicknames was legendary in our family. "You're just in time to witness the morning show."
I raised an eyebrow in response. "Morning show? What's going on?"
Before he could answer, the air was split by another shout from my mother, this one even more ear-piercing than the first. My father and I shared an amused glance.
"That's your cue," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Time to face the morning hurricane."
I grinned and made my way into the kitchen. There, I found my mother, her fiery hair pulled back into a messy bun, wielding a wooden spoon like a weapon. She was a force to be reckoned with, even in her pajamas.
"Late as usual, Lilith, Where the hell is Damien?" she scolded with a playful glint in her eyes.
I laughed and leaned in to kiss her cheek. "Morning, Mom. What's got you in such a whirlwind this early?"
She waved the wooden spoon dismissively. "Just the usual chaos of trying to get this family moving. Your father's been no help, as usual."
My father appeared in the doorway, a grin on his face. "Now, now, dear. You know I'm utterly useless before my morning coffee."
My mother and I shared a knowing look, and we couldn't help but laugh. Despite his grumbling, Dad was always ready with a smile.
Our playfully scolding banter was interrupted by the sound of my mother's laughter. She had that mischievous twinkle in her eye again as she picked up a wooden stick from the countertop.
"Now, Lilith, how about we give your father a wake-up call he won't soon forget?" she suggested, brandishing the stick.
I glanced at my father, whose eyes widened in mock terror. "You wouldn't dare"
But my mother was already lunging toward him with the stick in hand, and with a yelp, Dad leaped out of the way, the chase was on. They darted around the kitchen, laughing like teenagers as my mother gave chase and my father danced just out of her reach.
I couldn't help but join in on the fun. I grabbed another stick and playfully swatted at my father's retreating form. We ran in circles around the kitchen, our laughter filling the room.
Just as we were all thoroughly winded and my mother declared a truce, my brother Damien walked into the kitchen, his tousled hair and sleepy grin revealing that he had just woken up. He shook his head at the sight of our family antics, a fond smile playing on his lips.
"Morning, Damien," I greeted him as I took a seat at the kitchen table.
He grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and took a leisurely bite. "You guys never change, do you?"
"We're creatures of habit," Dad replied with a wink.
My mother, stick still in hand, sighed with exaggerated drama. "And proud of it!"
We all laughed.
Damien, now seated at the table, continued to nibble on his apple as he turned his attention to me. His eyes, the same shade of deep blue as mine, sparkled with curiosity.
"You know, Lilith, your birthday and graduation are coming up next week," he said, his voice thoughtful.
I nodded, though the prospect didn't excite me as much as it did others. "Yeah, they are. But honestly, Damien, it's not a big deal. Just another day."
He arched an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "Come on, Lilith, it's a milestone. You'll officially be an adult in our pack, and you'll have your whole life ahead of you."
I shrugged "I guess so. But you know me, Damien. I've never been one for big celebrations or pomp and circumstance."
He leaned closer, his expression gentle. "Lilith, I know you're not one for grand gestures, but Imma throw you a part-ayy"
I sighed, feeling a hint of guilt for not sharing his enthusiasm. "I appreciate that, Damien. I really do. But I think I'd be happier just spending the day doing what I love."
Damien's eyes softened, and he placed a reassuring hand on mine. "And what's that, sis?"
I smiled, my heart warming at his understanding. "Well, you know how I love running in my wolf form. Maybe I'll spend the day in the forest, just me and the moonlight. It's where I feel most at peace."
He nodded. "That sounds perfect, Lilith. It's your day, after all. You should do what makes you happy."
My mother, having overheard our conversation, chimed in with a soft smile. "He's right, Lilith. Your happiness is what matters most to us."
I felt a surge of love for my family. "Thanks, Mom, Dad, Damien. You guys are the best." I spoke.
"Well, what's for breakfast Mami?" I asked as my stomach growled.
"Bacon, toast and eggs" She said and advanced to the kitchen to get our breakfast.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
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.
After my family's sinister plots collapsed, they lashed out at me, taking their rage to a violent level. Cornered and desperate, I married Jaxton—the town's most sought-after bachelor—due to an unplanned pregnancy. Love had no part in this marriage; I assumed he married me purely out of responsibility, his heart belonging elsewhere. The moment I chose to let him go and turned to leave, he grabbed me and pinned me down hard. "Jaxton, you promised you'd never touch me!" I snapped, glaring fiercely. His eyes flashed arrogantly as he leaned closer. "You're the one who started this!"