We dive into a world of secret powers, hidden prophecies, betrayals and forbidden love.After being rejected by her family, Candace faces yet another rejection by the man she loves which pushes her into the next phase of her life.Battles unfolds, turmoil erupting there by thrusting Candace and Ethan together to uphold their legacy.As their bond reignites, forces threaten to push them apart.Will Candace be strong enough to overcome Ethan's past rejection?Can their love survive the turbulence and hidden secrets? Will they be able to balance their love for power and each other?
I folded my body into a ball to protect me from the harsh elements battering my skin.The tiny, rundown shack I called home wasn't fit to be anybody's home, not even a rodent but I had no choice rather to accept it if I didn't want to sleep on the road.A sudden cough racked my chest, making me curl up even more.The heavy, cold winds were merciless against the weak woods of the house, and with each crack and groan the house made, I became even more scared so it didn't come crashing down on me.
Even the ratty, thin blanket I picked from the homeless shelter did little to provide me warmth and for the hundredth time this week, I wished I had died with my parents in the car crash that took their lives 10 years ago.My father was the former Alpha of the pack which I was to take from him but I was too little to control anything when they died.So a horrible, selfish, and greedy man named Tyler Lockwood took over as Alpha, and the peaceful loving town I'd known all my life crumbled like a pack of dirt before my very eyes.Tyler was a tyrant who did whatever he wanted without giving two damn about the consequences.Oh, and he loved to oppress anyone who dared stand against him.Maybe that was why he hated me so much, seeing as I went out of my way to defy every order he gave.That and I was a dud.A dud simply means a werewolf that cannot Change.Once a werewolf clocked 14/15 years, the Change phenomenon starts to set in. For late bloomers, it could start once it was 17 and they would come into their werewolf abilities.But not me.The years passed by with my mates Changing into their werewolf form, while I remained by the sidelines.I gradually gained a name around the town, with people staring at me differently, especially with my past.Everything just added up and now I was persona non grata. I couldn't eat in the pack house, my colleagues didn't like to talk or be seen with me, basically making me a lone wolf.For the first couple of years, I hated myself asking the Fates to take my life.Why was I rolled this dice of life but gradually I grew to accept it...after all, there was nothing I could do.I closed my eyes to shut out the world, taking a second to think only for me to open them what felt like minutes later to the bright rays of the sun shining down on my face.I groaned, rolling to avoid the heat but it still burned my back.Pushing to my feet, I padded barefoot out the door to check on my barrel of water.No one wanted me around in the main town, not even to hang around so I had no choice but to find a home on the outskirts of town, near the bank of a river covered by trees.Hunger had set in, my stomach growling loudly which was why I picked up my machete, tying my mask around my nose.A few minutes into the forest, I heard a loud sound like a boom.Immediately, I ducked in front of a nearby tree to protect myself.However, nothing else happened after that.My curiosity was peaked so I abandoned my food search, heading towards the source of the blast.Only to be tackled to the floor from the side, pressed flat on the ground.My protective instincts kicked in and I struggled against the stranger's hold, kicking, biting, and screaming.The stranger clamped his hand over my mouth to trap the shout."Can you just stop making so much noise?!" He grunted.I chomped down on his hand and he yelped.Rolling to my feet, I grabbed the nearest branch, holding it up like a weapon, breathing hard. "Who are you and what do you want?!"The guy smiled, showcasing his pearly whites.I was stumped for a moment.I was the one holding a weapon yet he was smiling?"Drop it, I'm not here to hurt you." He waved at my weapon, giving me an easygoing smile.I snorted. "Says the man who attacked me first.""I was trying to save your life." He pointed out. "The bomb you heard? A couple of bandits just arrived from shore, hoping to loot the town."I took a step back, checking the area up ahead. "Really?""Yeah, I overheard them talking about it." The guy shook his head, looking at the ground. I took a moment to appreciate how handsome he was, and even though I should be careful of strangers like my Mom used to warn me, I didn't care.To be honest, this is the most conversation I've had with anybody in a very long time."....saying something about werewolves and stuff." I tuned back in, missing out on what he was saying. "I'm sorry, you said...?"His blue eyes were kind, and they sparkled. "Nothing. I'm James, and you are?"He stretched out his hand, offering a handshake."Candace." I reached out to shake it.Like a fool and a woman who has been deprived of human contact, especially from the opposite sex, I fell into James's trap.We spent the next two hours traipsing around the forest, talking and chatting.He kept prodding into the affairs of the town which I should have suspected but I was too elated to pay attention to it.After gathering enough information, he said he had to get back, promising to come find me.My head was in the clouds and I spent the rest of my time dreaming about James.It was only when I was approaching town that the scales fell off my eyes.I ran forward, my mouth dropping open when I saw burning houses and dead bodies littering the street.Even worse, there was a small crowd gathered in front with Tyler standing in front of it.Muscling my way through to the front, I counted about ten men kneeling with their hands tied and head bowed. One in particular turned to face me and I gasped. "James?"I couldn't believe it, and neither could Tyler."You know them?" His voice was deadly.Yes," I replied eagerly without thinking. In a flash, Tyler's face grew red and he ordered his head to..."Seize her!" He bellowed.My heart just about stopped. What the hell was going on?
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
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!
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!