Alexa is betrayed by her mate and flees angrily to another pack for a fresh start. In there, she discovers she is pregnant, and not only that discovers everything she ever knew about her life was a lie. In fact she is connected to a mysterious pack. As she tries to come to terms with her new identity, she finds out her mate didn't cheat on her like she thought but the painful part was she is already attracted to someone else and is now torn between two guys. Who would Alexa choose? While trying to uncover where her path lies, she discovers tons of secrets and finds out the people closest to her are the real enemy and her savior turns out to be someone she never expected. Who is this person? Her world is at risk, they are after her life and there is a dark secret in the heart of a mysterious pack. Who is after her life and what exactly is this secret? Alexa must know where her loyalties lie. Where she follow her heart, or will she be drawn into the pack's dangerous web? I guess that's for you all to find out. Please delve in with me into this werewolf romance filled with twists and romance.
The wet slap of flesh echoed through the door. My heart pounded in my ears as realization crept over me like ice water. I pressed my palm against the wood, pushing it open a sliver.
Jasper's naked back glistened with sweat. Olivia's legs were locked around his waist as he thrust into her. Their grunts and moans filled the room like a perverted symphony.
A vase clattered behind me. I whipped around at the sound, my elbow clipping the edge of the hall table. Purple shards scattered across the hardwood.
Jasper froze, his eyes finding mine over Olivia's shoulder. Her mouth formed a surprised 'O'. I should have run, but I was paralyzed, a deer mesmerized by oncoming headlights.
"Alexa..." Jasper's gravelly voice broke the spell. Olivia's head lolled to the side, strands of blonde hair stuck to her sweaty brow as she registered my presence.
"Oh god..." she gasped, arms scrambling to cover her breasts.
Fury propelled me backwards as Jasper disentangled himself, grabbing blindly for his jeans. "Baby, wait! Let me explain..."
I pivoted on my heel and fled. Tears burned hot trails down my cheeks as the front door slammed against the wall behind me with a hollow boom. The cold spring air bit at my exposed skin as I ran into the darkness.
My calves screamed from the sprint to my car. The plastic key fob slipped through my shaking fingers twice before I finally managed to remote unlock. I fumbled with the keys, finally wrenching the driver's side open. Jasper's bellow of my name echoed across the driveway as I peeled out, gravel pinging off the undercarriage.
Streetlights strobed past, blurring into smears of amber. I pressed the gas pedal into the floorboards, the town limits sign a green blur in the rearview mirror. My traitor wolf howled inside me, a mournful lament of abandonment.
Where could I go? The Packlands spanned hundreds of miles in every direction. Anyone I knew would eventually have to answer to Jasper. Only one person could understand this anguish.
I steered towards Shirley's place, cutting across the deserted backroads, the pitch black night swallowing everything except the twin beams of my high beams. She lived in the bordering neutral territory between our pack and the White Pines clan. A knot of tension unwound from my shoulders the deeper I drove into their lands.
Shirley stood in her garden, pruning shears glinting under the moonlight. I cut the engine, footsteps crunching over the pea gravel drive.
"Alexa?" She squinted at my approach, one hand shading her eyes against the glare of my headlights. Even in the dim glow, she recognized the devastation etched on my features. The pruners slipped from her grasp as she rushed towards me, engulfing me in a tight hug. "Oh honey...what happened?"
I collapsed into her embrace, sobs wracking my body. Jasper's forest musk and Olivia's vanilla scent still clung to me like a cruel joke. Shirley murmured soothing words, guiding me inside to the cozy familiarity of her living room.
She settled me on the floral sofa, disappearing into the kitchen briefly. When she returned, a mug of steaming chamomile tea was pressed into my hands.
"Careful, it's hot." Her voice was gentle. "Now talk to me, Lex. What's got you so torn up?"
My lips trembled around the words as I described walking in on my mate and best friend. Shirley's expression twisted with revulsion and pity in equal measures as the story tumbled out.
"That low-life, mangy mutt!" She swore vehemently when I finished. "And that two-faced bitch destroying her sister like that!"
I flinched at her cruel words for Olivia. As much as the blonde had betrayed me, she'd been my closest friend since we were pups.
Shirley must have seen my hurt because she gentled her tone. "You don't deserve their deception, babe. You're too good for thataikto."
"I can't stay, Shirl." My voice was a cracked whisper. "I have to leave the pack. I can't see him again, not after..."
The images flashed again behind my eyelids with gruesome clarity. I doubled over, pressing the heels of my hands against my eye sockets to block them out.
Shirley wrapped her arms around me again, pulling me against her side. "Shh...you've got a home here as long as you need, honey."
As the shock faded, nausea crept in to take its place. A cold sweat beaded across my brow and upper lip. The world tilted violently.
"Alexa? You don't look so good..." Shirley's voice was distant, echoing metallically.
My knees buckled and I spiraled down into the darkness.
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The crunch of dead leaves and snap of twigs filled the eerie silence as I tore through the inky blackness of the forest. Branches whipped against my face, leaving stinging crimson welts. My chest heaved with each ragged breath.
I resisted the urge to look over my shoulder. The sound of pursuit was unmistakable - the inexorable approach of whatever fresh hell was hunting me tonight. Harsh panting seemed to echo from every direction, surrounding me in an ever-tightening noose.
A thick root snagged my boot and sent me sprawling forward. The air fled my lungs in a whooping gasp as I slammed into the loamy earth. I scrambled up onto my hands and knees, fingers clawing at the soft soil for purchase.
From the corner of my eye, movement flickered through the dense trunks. A preternatural awareness prickled the back of my neck. It was close...so close.
"Alexa..." The voices drifted through the trees in a ghostly chorus, as sweet and sinister as a children's nursery rhyme.
I swallowed hard against the lump of dread clogging my throat. The whispers grew louder, more insistent, chanting my name like a ritual invocation.
"Alexa...Alexa...Alexa..."
My head whipped around, searching for the source. The forest seemed to inhale a collective breath, every leaf and creature holding perfectly still.
Crack!
A branch exploded somewhere behind me. I scrambled backwards on my butt and palms, pulse thundering in my ears. The voices rose in a keening wail, blending into one piercing shriek.
Something massive hurtled through the underbrush, barreling straight towards me. I dug my heels into the spongy earth and backpedaled furiously.
A blur of motion solidified into a towering humanoid shape, all sharp angles and rigid bones. It skidded to a halt mere inches from me, the impact gouging deep furrows into the forest floor.
Bared fangs stretched its mottled gray flesh into a skeletal grin, lips pulled back in a deranged, mocking leer. Blank sockets stared down at me, hollows in its warped skull where eyes should have been.
The creature crouched over me, spindly fingers splayed wide as it caged me against the ground. Rancid, decaying breath gusted over my face in wet, putrid bursts.
"Why did you run, little one?" Each malformed word was drawn out into a phlegmy hiss.
I pressed myself into the damp soil, willing the earth to simply open up and swallow me whole. My limbs were frozen, leaden weights immobilized by stark primal terror.
It cocked its hairless head, and I flinched as its grotesque features seemed to flow and contort. The sunken pits of its eye sockets split into open, oozing geysers. Blood and rank gray matter poured over its cheeks in rivulets as two baleful yellow orbs blinked into existence inside those spurting wounds.
The smile widened into an impossibly broad slash, unhinging its jaw with a sickening pop. It leaned close until its dripping, putrid maw engulfed my vision.
"We've been waiting for you," it gurgled, fetid spittle splattering across my ashen face as I screamed.
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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.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
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?
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?