In the moonlit realm where love and lycanthropy entwine, a reluctant werewolf finds herself thrust into an arranged marriage. Uniting two ancient packs for the sake of peace, she grapples with her inner wolf and the enigmatic alpha chosen for her. As the full moon approaches, their connection deepens, transcending the boundaries of duty. Through challenges and transformations, the arranged union blooms into an unexpected love story, proving that sometimes the heart howls for its own happily ever after.
Sheila stared at her father in shock, the tasty steak she had been chewing moments ago no longer tasted like steak-it was bland instead, like sawdust.
For a while, she contemplated spitting on the dinning table, but she decided against it last minute because she was sure it would only worsen the situation at hand.
Her father sat quietly, unmoving, his face not showing any emotion as always. His face had showed no emotion eight years ago when his wife had died in his arms, the red of her blood all over his hands.
"What do you mean, papa?"
Sheila attacked cautiously at first, her voice almost on the edge, trying to flick the vivid image of her dead mother in her father's arms that haunted her on a daily basis out of her head.
Refusing to look at her in the eye, he continued his meal, his hands as immaculate as ever as he tore the steak into portions with his fork, before slipping one into his mouth. Most times, Sheila wondered if he made mistakes. He was so perfect-he always had the perfect reply, always had the perfect response to every obstacle thrown in his path.
Was this why he was using her as a solution to this problem? Was this why he felt it was right to do what he did without her consent? Did she not have any say in this?
"Are you not going to say anything? Are you going to sit there and pretend you didn't hear me, papa? Are you going to sit there, just like you sat when mama died, without a reply?"
The way he looked at her afterwards made her know she had struck a nerve. His perfect hands dropped the fork, and Sheila could see that they were starting to tremble.
"Sit down, Sheila."
"Sit down? I cannot sit down and watch you eat, Papa. I cannot. Why was this idea debated without my consent? Why wasn't I informed?" She was standing now, her head pounding, her hands clenching and unclenching in anger.
"You know the council can't just call you. The decision has to be taken first, before you will be sent for. You know this; it's due process."
For a while, Sheila wondered if her father had gotten weaker after her mother had died. This was not the same man; the leader of the Zoriak pack, the man who had singlehandedly led the pack to glory time and time again. Where was that man? Where was that wolf that was easily moved to anger, that wolf that was ready to slash at anyone that threatened those he loved?
"I still don't see why I wasn't informed, Papa", She continued, her voice returning to normal. "I have every right to know. That being said, I won't do it, Papa, I won't marry Brendan, I can't marry Brendan."
"You do not do this for yourself, my daughter. You're doing this for the people, for the glory of Zoriak-"
"There must be another way around this, Papa. I can't marry Brendan. Why is this even a discussion, Papa? Why are we not in the battlefield, taking down Callisto and his bastard of a son? "
"There is no other way, Sheila. This is what the council has agreed, and we can't go against what they have decided-"
"What they have decided? A decision that involves me marrying someone I don't love? Someone that is our enemy? A Callisto?"
Sheila was starting to rant again when her father stood up with such force that the dishes on the table clanged against each other for a brief moment.
"Don't you dare raise your voice at me, Sheila!"
Unable to hold back the tears from pouring, Sheila left the dinning room, her body racking with sobs. She made her way up the flight of stairs to her room and slumped on her bed, her head in her hands.
More than ever, she wished her mother was here, that her mother's soft hands were touching her hair, telling her the story of how she came from a generation that took pride in the beauty of their long, curly hair. Hair so beautiful that it stood out like a lion's mane. She wished her mother was beside her, her raspy voice telling her that everything was going to be okay, that crying wasn't going to solve anything.
Sheila had never known any woman as strong as her mother. A woman that had been able to put up with the beast of a man like her father who has been so wild back then. A woman that had always fought alongside her husband, a woman that had smiled at her even in death, telling her to take care of the family and other responsibilities.
She wondered for a fleeting moment if her mother would approve of her huddled up in bed crying, instead of finding out a solution to the problem at hand. Using the tail of her dress to wipe off the tears, she tried to think straight.
Brendan?
The Brendan she knew? A wolf of the Callisto pack? The pack that had attacked and conquered nearly half of the New Wolf world? The pack that had gone back and forth with the Zoriaks in nonstop wars? The same pack that she and other warrior wolves had sworn to destroy?
How could she marry Brendan? Brendan that was known wolfwide for his playboy status? The same Brendan that lured Zoriak she-wolves just because he liked to show off his sexual prowess? The same Brendan she had sworn never to have anything to do with anytime she heard about his escapades?
No, she was not going to marry Brendan. She was going to confront Brendan. She was going to warn Brendan to stay off the boundary of the Zoriaks and also tell him to call off the Callisto army his father had stationed at the Cyruff river that served as a boundary between the territories of the two packs.
No, she wasn't going to sit and cry about her problems-she was going to try and solve them.
Defiantly, she rose from the bed, ready to confront her problems head-on, just like her mother would've done
Blurb: lenah smith wallowing in debt and working a minimum wage job to pay for outstanding hospital bills and surgery for nanny Mary, with no means in sight of paying them until she meets Aaron Knight, CEO of a multi-millionaire company, who offers her money more than enough to pay her debts. With nanny Mary's life on the line and a mouth-watering offer, Lenah is left with no choice but to accept Aaron's proposal. Will their fake marriage blossom into something more beautiful, or will several obstacles, such as Kayden's determination to bring Aaron down and ruin him or lenah inherited enemies, become their destruction
BLURB In the moonlit realm where love and lycanthropy entwine, a reluctant werewolf finds herself thrust into an arranged marriage. Uniting two ancient packs for the sake of peace, she grapples with her inner wolf and the enigmatic alpha chosen for her. As the full moon approaches, their connection deepens, transcending the boundaries of duty. Through challenges and transformations, the arranged union blooms into an unexpected love story, proving that sometimes the heart howls for its own happily ever after.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
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."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"