Jenny was forced to marry the dying Mr. Grayson. The whole city of New York was waiting to see her end miserably. However, half a year later, Jenny cured Mr. Grayson and was soon spoiled by the Grayson family. She was the top-class disciple of the famous doctor, the top hacker, the racing driver, and the founder of the famous cosmetics brand which was popular all over the world. Shawn, the CEO of the multinational group. Allen, the director of the wizard. Andy, the master of E-sports. Three of them said the same words, "Jenny is our favorite junior sister!" The man, who was said to be cold and cruel, blocked Jenny in the corner and gnashed his teeth. "How many identities do you have? And how many of them that I didn't know yet?" Jenny smiled and kissed him on the lips, "There is one and will be the last one, it's Mrs. Grayson."
The year was 2003 and Luna Dea sat upon her throne, staff in hand and white, glimmering hair blowing in the light mountain breeze. She felt the familiar pangs and jolts in her immortal heart as the wolves on earth lived their lives, praying to her in their most crucial moments.
For the 112th time that day, Dea felt the feeling of a new birth-of a young werewolf about to enter the world. She felt her lips tug into a small smile, the way they usually did, at the thought of a new life. She focused her concentration intently on the glow that only she could see in order to search the future soul of the newcomer.
The Luna Dea had one of the most important jobs in the world of werewolves, and she had had the job since the beginning of time. For it was her job to pair mates-a unique and essential aspect of the werewolf world. Dea truly believed that there was no greater love or power that existed than the love that came with the mate bond. The mate bond, under Luna Dea's guidance, paired together two compatible souls for all eternity so that they would feel the utmost amount of love, respect, and desire for each other. The purpose was not only to procreate, but also to foster a world of love and peace.
Just as she had broken in to the soul of the unborn child, Dea was startled by the warm, glowing presence that she felt, for she had never felt it before. Squinting her crystal eyes slightly in concentration, she worked to decipher the codes of the soul. She almost fell from her throne at what she saw.
The female's soul was pure, so pure that it shown and resonated like no other. She saw kindness, resilience, care, rare beauty, and tranquility. Every good quality that she had ever experienced through other newborns seemed to have been blended together to form this one glowing person. For the first time in thousands of years, Dea wasn't sure what to do. She was shocked. This child was surely special, and she knew she needed to seek council.
"Atta, come to me, for I seek your council," Dea called out in a soft whisper. For Atta Deus was the god of creation. It was by his hand and at the hands of an unexplainable fate that wolves were created. In a few short seconds, Atta had appeared in front of Dea.
"You called, my queen?" Atta spoke gently.
"Yes, my deus, for I have seen something that I have never seen before."
"Tell me what you have seen."
"A soul, more pure and good than what I thought to be possible. What can be the meaning of this?" Atta gave her a knowing look.
"I know who it is that you speak of. When I was creating her, the fates intervened at a great level, somewhat uncontrollably. I could feel them, more so than usual. I know not what this means, but she is special. Perhaps it was even by accident that so many pieces came together so perfectly. But we know that she will do much good in the world."
"That she will, for I've seen a future of her helping and caring for others. What action should I take, my lord?"
"Pair her with another good soul, so that they may live in goodness together. In their unity, they will have a magnificent impact on the world."
"You're right. That seems to be the best action to take. I will choose carefully. Thank you, Atta, I deeply appreciate it." Atta smiled and reached for her hand which he kissed gently.
"Until next time, my lady." As Atta disappeared, Dea once again focused her thoughts on the girl. She searched the girl's heart which glowed with innocent curiosities and the desire to make things better. Just as she began to search outward for a match, her mind was bombarded with a powerful darkness.
Alaricus. She felt her lips frown at the protrusion of darkness. Alpha Alaricus had been designated to rule over the werewolves on earth as Alpha King. Though plagued by centuries worth of darkness, grief, and even evil, Alaricus was the most powerful wolf, and possibly even being, to have ever lived. The intrusion was caused by a bloody battle that she was now looking at in northern lands just south of Alaska. Alaricus and his men were ripping apart wolf by wolf for reasons unknown to Dea. It was some of the worst carnage she had ever seen. Dea felt her thoughts growing more intense at the thought of Alaricus's uncontrollable rage and the increasing amount of evilness that plagued his cold heart.
A rare feeling crossed Dea's mind perhaps as a result of the bloody wolves' heads rolling around on the ground or the tinted red grass underneath Alaricus's feet. She suddenly felt the pressing need to intervene. Focusing all of her power on the huge, dark, powerful brown wolf in her mind, she channeled the depths of her abilities.
The power of the moon goddess caused an overall sense of tranquility and even accusatory wrath to fall over the battlefield, even though it was specifically aimed at Alaricus. Many of the men stopped what they were doing, and even Alaricus, though he did not stop, seemed calmer and less rage-filled. She was satisfied with her success, for she could not tolerate any more deaths.
After being drunk, she seduced him. The man's eyes were like a blade. He looked at her and pushed her against the corner. "Don't provoke me. You can't afford it." Later, Doreen Perry broke off her engagement and went home with him. After marriage, Doreen became a stepmother and raised his children. She knew that he married her not only because she was obedient and easily controlled, but also because she looked like a woman. She filed for divorce, but he hugged her and begged, "Don't get divorced, okay?" She just smiled. "Mr. Elton, are you afraid?"
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?