"Please, don't hurt me," I pleaded as he approached me like the predator he was, stalking his prey. But his wolf had taken dominance, and whatever I said was dismissed by him. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I was frozen to the spot. I don't know how, but my body was submitting to his alpha, even though he wasn't my alpha. Before I knew it, I found myself sprawled on the ground with him pinning me down. "Please don't!!" I cried as he roughly tore my clothes exposing me to his hungry eyes. Tears ran down my cheeks when he swiftly tore my panties and thrust inside me roughly, "Ahhh!! please, Greg, stop you're hurting me," But my pleas only made him push further making my first time the worst day of my life. *** Layla is a stunning 19 year old she-wolf with shiny white hair that shimmers in the moonlight. Her piercing blue eyes are as sharp as a hawk's, that exude a sense of confidence and strength. At first, she thought her only problem was her inability to find a mate, but little did she know that her fate was much more complicated than that. As an extraordinary wolf, she also soon discovers that the man who took advantage of her in her current life is also the reason for her untimely deaths in her previous three lives. This revelation throws her into a maelstrom of emotions and forces her to confront her past, present, and future in ways she never imagined possible.
Layla's POV
It was very dark out in the woods. There was an eerie feeling that hung in the atmosphere ...
I could hear strange sounds all around me, putting my senses on high alert. I could sense danger, an unsettling presence lurking in the shadows.
"Where am I?..." I murmured dejectedly, with no idea of where I was, how I got there, and how to get out either.
Just then, I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sounds of twigs snapping and footsteps approaching, making my heart race with fear as all the hairs on my neck rose.
The darkness was so thick that I could barely see anything in front of me. But feeling terrified and trembling, I began to run blindly in the darkness, without knowing where I was going.
But I instinctively knew I had to get away from whatever danger that was coming...
In desperation, I cried out for help, but my voice was swallowed up by the silence. But I persisted.
"Someone help me!!"
My voice became hoarse from screaming for help, but no one came to my rescue. So I ran as fast as I could.
But just when I thought the darkness had swallowed me whole, I saw a figure in the distance. As he drew closer, I could see the moonlight shining brightly on him, reflecting off his tall, muscular frame, emitting a powerful and commanding aura that radiated a sense of both familiarity and dander.
I was torn between wondering if he was an angel sent to save me from this place or a devil in disguise who was here to take my life. I stood there watching him in a daze as he approached.
Just then, I heard the sounds again, this time it grew louder and more ominous. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I turned to look behind me, but I could see nothing but darkness, just the snapping of twigs and footsteps approaching at a fast pace.
My survival instinct kicked in and I began to run again, but stumbled upon a root only to fall into his hard broad chest.
I gasped as I felt the power of his aura and the strength of his grip on my petite figure. But then the sound of his ferocious and ominous laughter made me stiffened.
'Did I just give myself on a silver platter?' I thought. But then I felt a sense of belonging, his aura was stronger than anything else I had ever felt before. And I also felt protected in his arms, it felt like home, so I did what my instinct told me, I clung to him, feeling his strength and protection surrounding me.
And it was as if we were meant to stay like that, and nothing could tear us apart.
As we stood there, his scent enveloped me, it was both comforting and calming. Suddenly I felt a spark course through my entire body, a connection that was both electric and ancient.
It felt like deja vu, and I knew that he felt it too, because he loosened his grip on me, making me lose my balance, but he was fast to catch me.
But drew out of his embrace, as the word,
"Mate" escaped our lips in unison. I looked up eager to see his face, but before I could,
"Layla...! Layla...!" followed by a knock at the door shattered my dream, or should I say nightmare?
'Damn it! I was dreaming again, why does it always have to be like this? I've been having this recurring dream repeatedly since I turned 15 and changed into my wolf, Akisia. But I always wake up before I get a glimpse of the man in my dreams face. I usually wake up from an interruption.
It is either Mum, Dad, my alarm, or our housekeeper. But sometimes my body instinctively wakes on its own, it's like my heart and mind are scared to see his face, making me jerk awake before seeing his face.
I am Layla Adamms, the only daughter of my parents. My dad is the older brother of the Alpha of our pack. From what I've heard, he didn't want to take on the burden that comes with being an Alpha, so yeah, my uncle is the Alpha of our pack.
Most of my friends in college say I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.
"You're a spoiled pretty brat," they will always tease. But I doubt it. I sighed and I immediately sat up on the bed.
"Who is it?" I asked standing up from bed to get ready for the day.
"Breakfast is ready," Mrs. Yvonne replied.
"Okay, please tell Mum I'll be down in a jiffy," I responded.
"Okay, dear, I'm heading home then. I love you, and have a nice day," Mrs. Yvonne's sweet voice echoed from the other side of the door.
"I love you more. Take care," I replied.
Mrs. Yvonne has been with us since I was a child. She's a woman in her mid-thirties and helps my mother with the housework. In fact, she does most of the work.
Mrs. Yvonne has no children of her own, so she treats me like her daughter. And strangely, I feel an inexplicable closeness and comfort with her, almost as if I were her real daughter.
My mother told me Mrs. Yvonne decided to work in the pack house after she first laid eyes on me. She explained that it was due to my undeniable adorableness.
While some found her decision unusual, I believe the truth is that I was undeniably cute. Growing up, I was affectionately referred to as "Moon" by anyone who set their eyes on me, due to my silver-white hair, silver-gray eyes, and snow-white complexion.
They would say I resembled a child born of the moon goddess herself.
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After a long shower, I slipped into a pair of comfortable blue jeans trousers and paired it with a cozy, grey sweater. With a touch of delicate makeup, I felt prepared to face the day ahead.
As I made my way outside, I encountered my dad on his way downstairs. I greeted him with a kiss on the cheek,
"Good morning Dad, looking good." I compliment him.
"Thank you, sweetheart, you're looking..." He couldn't complete his statement, when Mum's voice interrupted, cutting him off.
"Albert dear," mum called. "Can we talk before you leave?" Mum asked as I walked down the stairs with Dad, I looked down at her as she waited for Dad with a frustrated look.
"Mum, are you alright?" I asked, only to be ignored and be eye rolled at by her. 'Woow... that was not new.' This familiar behavior signaled that I was likely the subject of their impending discussion.
"Do you care if I'm sad?" Mom asked.
"Oh no, not again, Mom, please... Can we please not talk about this today? Let's do this another time, please?"
I asked as I descended the stairs and stood in front of her. I reached for her hand and led her to the dining table.
"Sit down, Mom," I said, taking my seat as well. I began massaging the back of her hand. "Mom, you know I love you, right? So can you not talk to Dad about this?" I persuade with puppy eyes.
"I love you too, but no!" she said, hitting the back of the hand I was massaging her with.
"Ouch! That hurt," I whimpered and exclaimed. "Mom! You didn't have to do that," I said, feigning a hurt expression as I soothed the spot where she had struck with my thumb.
"Oh, cut it. I made you this bratty by always taking your side, but no, I'm not listening to you anymore! No!" she said, continuing, "Albert, Layla is turning nineteen next month. Her friends are all living with their mates, and some already have kids. Do you want her to grow old without her mate?" she complained.
"Mom?!" I yelled, feigning betrayal, and turned my gaze from Mom to Dad, awaiting his response. But, as expected, he replied...
"Layla sweetheart, why don't you want to participate in the moon goddess mating festival?" Dad questioned as he took his seat, I know it was just a question, but it still freaks me out.
Because Dad always listens to me but listens to Mum more. He, getting convinced by Mum, was just a heartbeat away. Mum was his partner after all.
'The Moon Goddess Matchmaking Festival is an annual event, a highly anticipated event among werewolves. It is a unique gathering that offers a chance for werewolves without a mate to find their perfect match, a second chance mate.
The event attracts many Werewolves from different packs to participate in this festival, all of them hoping to find their second chance at love.
However, I chose not to participate in this festival because of the potential risks involved. When a werewolf finds their true mate, the bond between them is incredibly strong and undeniable. It is powerful and unbreakable.
Unfortunately, this bond can also be a source of destruction and conflict, especially if one or both partners are already mated to a second chance mate.
I have witnessed some women cheat on their second chance mates because of the bond of the true mate, and as a result, many of them were banished from their packs. Some were fortunate enough to be accepted into their mate's pack, but others were forced to become rogues.
Even for those who were lucky enough to find acceptance in their mate's pack, the guilt and shame of their actions always haunt them, because of rumors about them being unfaithful that usually spread through the pack.'
Therefore, I have decided to avoid the Moon Goddess Matchmaking Festival and wait for fate to bring me together with my true mate.
To make sure my dad didn't get convinced by his wife, I walked behind him placing my hand on his shoulders, and was about to massage him, hoping to distract him, but I think Mum got a hint of my intention and hissed,
"Do the needful." I retracted my hand slowly. 'This woman, how did she become my mum?' I questioned myself inwardly, 'I love her but when she started to talk about something, no matter the distraction you may create, she would still pursue the topic.'
"Okay mum I will go, but next year...?" I said with an uncertain squeaky voice, "I promise I will definitely go," I said as I grabbed a toasted bread from the dinner table. "Don't worry mum, I have a feeling I will be encountering my mate before you realize, I'm running late, Rachel will throw tantrums," I said, placing a kiss on her cheek, and Dad's before walking away.
"Layla! come back here, I'm not done speaking with you!" She yelled after me, I laughed at her determination to convince me.
"I love you too Mum and Dad," I said then sped off.
18-year-old Michelle Agrilla's world came crashing down when she discovered she was pregnant. She should have been happy, she had her life all planned out with Luis, her childhood sweetheart. But she didn't even know the whereabouts of the father of her child. His family told her he left on a high-risk undercover mission in another country, but he didn't even tell her before he left her alone and with no means to reach him. In the midst of heartache and uncertainty, she found herself agreeing to marry her professor, despite not having any real feelings for him. Three years later, she is kidnapped by Luis after he returns, disrupting her life and her plans for the future. Shockingly, he leaves behind their two-year-old son, disclaiming any responsibility for him. Will Michelle forgive Luis for abandoning her in the past and stay with him? Or will she keep her marriage? *** Following his impromptu departure, Luis returned two months later, eager to catch a glimpse of his woman, even if it meant admiring her from a distance. His longing to see her overshadowed the fear of endangering her life. However, his longings came to an abrupt halt when he witnessed her marrying another man and discovered she was a month pregnant. The revelation left him broken, he couldn't believe Michelle cheated on him after all the love she professed to him. Three years later, upon his return from his mission, he thought he was over his love for her, however seeing her again reignited his desire for. So he abducted her, unable to bear the thought of living without her again. This book is a sequel to 'You Belong to Me! Ex-wife.' But can be read as a stand-alone.
After Luciana disguises herself as prince Nicholas’ bride to kill him and avenge the death of her family after he massacred them and made her an orphan. She had never in her wildest dreams expected that the prince she hated to death and the soldier she was madly in love with are the same person. “You came here yourself to be my bride and since we are now married, you belong to me! You are not allowed to think of leaving me!” Prince Nicholas growls. Can Luciana forget her revenge and stay by his side when he is the monster that slayed her family in cold blood? Or will her love for him conquer the hatred she had for him? *** Nicholas, a ruthless and powerful prince of Zubrekadech finds out a heart shattering truth after avenging his mother who had been defiled and nearly lost her sanity over the traumatic incident. The girl he loves is the daughter of the man he has hated since he was a child. Imagine his surprise when the same woman becomes his bride. Why would he let her go, when his heart still beats for her alone? He was going to keep her by his side, even if she hates him to death! There is a thin line between love and hate anyway.
“You belong to me! Lisa, every fucking part of your body is mine!” Trey growled hoarsely, as his hands around Lisa’s waist tightened. “No, I’m not!, let go of me!!” Lisa said, pushing Trey on the chest. “I hate you!” After receiving divorce papers from her husband, six months after their marriage. Lisa tried to make their marriage work, but was shattered by her husband’s affair with her cousin. Feeling betrayed and broken, she left to start afresh. Six years later she becomes the most powerful woman in the underworld, and a genius Doctor in the outside world. What will she do when she finds out the mafia who kidnapped her son for ransom to lure her to come and save the life of his dying fiancé is no other person but her Ex husband? Will she put aside her hatred towards the two and save her cousin’s life? or watch her die? Will she forgive her Ex husband for kidnapping his own son? *** Trey Collins, a ruthless, domineering and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man, who wouldn’t blink at the idea of murder, torture and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld. Every lady in Pearl city dreams of becoming his woman, but terrified of him, by his powerful and deathly aura. Trey married Lisa to spite his girlfriend, Valerie and would divorce Lisa after Valerie returns. But Lisa refuse to sign the divorce papers. Now everything reminds him of her after she signed the divorce papers, and left. He thought she didn’t want to lose him? He thought he wanted her out of his life? But No! He needs her. He must reclaim what is his and his alone!!
Two years after her marriage, Ximena lost consciousness in a pool of her own blood during a difficult childbirth. She forgot that her ex-husband was actually getting married to someone else that day. "Let's get a divorce, but the baby stays with me." His words before their divorce was finalized still lingered in her head. He wasn't there for her, but he wanted full custody of their child. Ximena would rather die than see her child call someone else mother. As a result, she gave up the ghost on the operating table with two babies left in her belly. But that wasn't the end for her... Years later, fate caused them to meet again. Ramon was a changed man this time. He wanted to keep her to himself even though she was already a mother of two children. When he found out about her wedding, he stormed into the venue and created a scene. "Ramon, I died once before, so I don't mind dying again. But this time, I want us to die together," she yelled, glaring at him with hurt in her eyes. Ximena thought he didn't love her and was happy that she was finally out of his life. But what she didn't know was that the news of her unexpected death had shattered his heart. For a long time, he cried alone due to the pain and agony. He always wished he could turn back the hands of time or see her beautiful face once again. The drama that came later became too much for Ximena. Her life was filled with twists and turns. Soon, she was torn between getting back with her ex-husband or moving on with her life. What would she choose?
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
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."
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.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.