Blurb: Alpha Lam has been awaiting the connection of his mate after five years of coming of age and another three years of being Alpha of his pack. He is curious as to why he has not met his mate. Lam does not know how to feel when on the night of her eighteenth birthday he feels a supernatural connection with his younger sister indicating that she was his Mate. Was this a prank from the moon goddess? He sends her far away in a bid to settle his mind and heart but is the distance enough to keep her away for life? Or would the truth come out and the troubles be resolved. But what path would they have to take before they finally discover that the moon goddess really knows how she works.
Lam's Pov
"I cannot wait to be home Marc" I said leaning on the vehicle's headrest " it's been what? Three weeks?" I asked, turning to look at him.
"Three weeks and two days Lam. Another day before we were home." He said and shrugged. We were exhausted and remained silent as the truck topped off.
We had gone to another pack with the purpose of drawing a battle line after countless trespassing from its pack members. Rather than fix a battle date we had left as allies, we came to an agreement and settled it off amicably which was rare but useful. We were in good spirits but we were exhausted.
"What do you think of my situation?" I asked out of the blue. I personally didn't know where the question had come from, but I know where I was heading.
"What situation Lam?" Marc responded lazily, he probably knew where I was heading and he already had a response memorized, he was the most efficient person I had ever known.
"Why am I mateless?" I asked, turning to look at him as he rolled his eyes and grunted. It was a topic I broached every five hours and lately I was even more obsessed with the idea of finally getting a mate than finding my Luna.
"You're not mateless Lam, some people just take longer than normal to find their Luna and joyfully you're one of them. You get to enjoy your singleness until you finally find her." He said reasonably but u was not convinced
"I wonder if all of my ill manners have caused the moon goddess to curse me." I joked, and Marc looked at me with amusement, his confusion mirrored on his expression.
"How can one be the leader of a pack, strong and skilled with the qualities of a leader and still be so unreasonable?" he said plainly and I opened my mouth to respond but when the vehicle suddenly stopped and I sensed chaos outside, my wolf instincts tingled.
I jumped out from the van and so did Marc, we were confronted by a broad man of our size -maybe a little broader around the chest- stood with his claws pulled out as if in readiness for a fight.
"Is that your alpha" the man asked the guards and before they could respond he pounced on me. I quickly grabbed him off me and we both wrestled until Marc managed to separate us.
I lunged for him again and this time my claw drew a mark across his chest. Marc held me back and I breathed heavily while the other man stood there looking at me like he wanted to pluck out my eye.
"What was that about?" Marc asked him then he looked at me
"Lam what was that about? Do you know him?"
"Lam Romero, Alpha of the Roman Pack. Thought we decided never to trespass" he said ignoring Marc
"Phyllis Dore, I am not on your land." I responded, hatred seething from every part of my body.
"Or have you not heard that I have conquered this pack now? Or you would pretend and act like you don't keep track of all of my conquests?" He said, smirking.
"Do not be delusional Dore, I hardly keep track of failures. I am but passing by, don't be a coward and make foolery of yourself and your pack by attacking again." I said cleaning the blood from my cheek. "You have done enough damage" I said grinning.
He looked at me for a while and I could see my own hatred mirrored in his expression, if not a much more vile kind of hatred.
"I'd let it pass by due to your oblivion. But next I see you passing by, i sim sim for your mate" he said and turned to leave, I let out a laugh.
"That still hurts you? It's a long time ago, Dore!" I said.
"She's probably rolling in her grave now at your lie" he said and went away.
Grave? What did he mean grave? I had had a moment of pleasure with her, unfortunately Phyllis had chosen that moment to come in and he had found his mate in an awkward situation with me. We had fought tooth and nails and had swore off our allegiance.
There had been no love lost between me and Lisa but even I would have doubted that scenario if I were to stumble upon such. It was sad that she died, Lisa had been a great person.
"I gather you had some relations with them?" Marc asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Matter of fact I do." I said simply, his gaze ran through my face as though he was searching for something.
"You don't want to talk about it?" He asked.
"No, not at all," I responded.
He nodded and we fell
Back into a companionable silence as the vehicle rolled on, I was inconvenient and kept on twisting and turning. I could hardly wait to get back home and oddly the silence was now eating at my spirit. I sat up and stared down at Marc who was now asleep.
I opened a document, the one we had just signed at the True pack and went over the terms again. I was impressed with the clauses and quality, surprisingly I beat my own expectations and am doing great as Alpha. I felt proud of what I had done in the little space of time, and mostly of my family.
We spent another day on the road before finally we got to the pack house, I immediately felt at ease when I got home. I requested to take a walk around the pack house before going in, I inspected and surveyed. When I had come across my warriors in training I was even more impressed, the whole process around here made me happy.
This was my life and I loved it, now I just needed to find my Luna.
"I Arthur Carter reject you and caught all bonds with you." Those words chattered Selina as she was thrown into the cave even before realising it. She was sacrificed as their annual vessel two days after she got married after realising that her destined mate was her husband's younger brother. What will be her fate?
"I, the new appointed alpha, rejects you, Aurora as my Luna and even if we are mated, I still reject you". Those words were the most hurtful and unexpected words Aurora heard. She and Alfred have been lovers since their teenage age. After the murder of her parents, she gave out her Alpha position to Alfred with an agreement to become his Luna. But Alfred stabs her behind and crowns her cousin, Iza, as his Luna.
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.
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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?
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"