I can't do this. How could they send me here and ask me to kill him? They know I'm his mate, and this would be impossible. Every part of me longs for him. I need him. -- Charlotte is a human, a fated mate to Ethan, the Alpha of the werewolves. All her life, Charlotte was taught by the human government that the wolves are bad people and should be wiped out. So she was sent as an imposter into the wolves' land to kill Ethan, their alpha, who is also her mate. But what happens when the mate bond draws her closer to Ethan, will she go on with her plans or will she change her mind?
My mouth waters as I stare at the dish Dan is holding, and the discomfort in my abdomen worsens. Starving myself is a harsher experience than I thought. I didn't have big hopes in the first place.
Dan warned me it would hurt, but I hadn't realized how different hunger pains were from physical ones. I can deal with a few broken bones, but this is driving me insane. But I'm our best hope of defeating the Alpha, and I need to look the part if he's going to believe my story.
"Only a few more days," Dan claims, repeating the promise he's made for weeks. "The wolves have become more active since word of his marriage leaked, and your arrival will cause controversy. Our timing is everything."
I nod, casually stroking the birthmark on the back of my hand. The color has become more pronounced with age, starting from a fleshy tone when I was a child to its current deep red.
I despise it, and even more so, what it represents. For the majority of my childhood, my parents refused to tell me, claiming that sharing the information would result in my death. I only knew I needed to keep it hidden, so when I saw it on the news, I was overjoyed. The way the round mark branches up the backs of my fingers like small vines and ends completely at my wrist is impossible to miss, and the people on television had a perfect drawing of it.
I am the Alpha's fated mate, and the cursed marking on my hand proves it. The wolves were looking for me, the female with the same mark as their leader, and reality had yet to overshadow my childhood fantasies. I thought having a fated mate was the most romantic thing in the world, and I was excited to find him. Seven-year-olds are really stupid.
Dan hands me a piece of bread, the only thing I'm allowed to eat for the next 48 hours. If I were stronger, I'd push it away, but my fingers curl around the food and shove it into my mouth in an instant.
It's a miracle HPAW found me before I got into the wolves' territory, as my childhood fantasies of true love pushed me to flee in search of my Alpha. They were in the middle of a mission, and the fresh recruits were entrusted with mapping the borders. The Human Protection Against Wolves agency is one of the most exclusive; only the best of the best are allowed in.
Most government funding is directed through them, ensuring our race is safe against the savage predators that insist on taking over our world. They already have all of Canada and much of the Northwestern United States, and it's HPAW's responsibility to keep them at bay. And I'm the key.
"Will you leave my ribs intact?" I inquire, gulping down the glass of water Dan gives me. He grimaces, the action answers enough.
I know the attack needs to look real, but I've fractured my ribs too many times to avoid trying to get out of it. I've been exercising constantly since being put into the HPAW program, but this is serving as the greatest obstacle yet.
They've taught me how to fight and defend myself, but now I need to be weak. The Alpha must assume I'm a victim, captured and tortured by the human government because of my mark.
He'll be likely to trust me since I'm his mate, and once I've gotten all the essential knowledge regarding him and his pack, I'll plunge a knife straight into his chest. I'll kill him just as his people killed my parents, ripping them to shreds when they travelled deep into the jungle looking for me.
Dan doesn't like when I say that, but I'm pleased they're dead. They were sympathizers, and I suspect they intended to take me to the wolves themselves when I was older.
There's no other reason they would keep my mark hidden, forcing patches and makeup over my hand, and live so close to the border.
My childhood house is now deep within their area, and the filthy wolves are stealing more land with each passing year. However, I will be the reason we take it back.
"I got permission to have you sedated for your injuries. We are going to break your arm, three of your ribs, and collarbone. The blood we've been collecting from you has been soaked into a tattered dress, and we'll mat the hair along the left side of your head," Dan explains, working his jaw side to side as he speaks to the extent of the injuries I'll sustain.
We've both been worried HPAW leadership would insist I'm awake for it all, making my story that much more believable, but he's been fighting hard to change their minds. Dan's been my primary caretaker since I was brought to this facility, and I appreciate his care.
"You'll be alone in the cabin when you wake up, and you'll be tied to the bed so it looks like you can't leave. The wolves should be arriving that night, the pair sneaking into the cabin every month like clockwork, but we'll make sure to tie you so your mark is facing outward," he promises, his lip curling at the mention of my mark.
I'm disgusted by it, too.
"And I'll tell them I hid my mark in fear of the wolves, but somebody must have noticed it because one night my apartment was broken into and I was forced into the woods to be tortured and punished," I continue, explaining the rest of our plan. "I think it was the government because they kept asking about my involvement with the wolves."
We've been perfecting the story for years, and I have every detail memorized. I could say it forwards and backward, and can even pass a lie detector test. Dan insists it won't come to that, the wolves foolish in their blind trust in mates, but I like to be prepared.
"I'm so proud of you, Charlotte," Dan admits, leaning against the door frame.
I hold back a smile, encouraged by his praise. This isn't easy, and is undoubtedly not a fun life, but it's a small price to pay for the lives of millions of humans. The wolves are bigger and stronger than us on their worst day, and it's only a matter of time before they kill us all in their bloodlust.
It doesn't matter that they walk around with skin identical to humans most of the time. Their wolf side is, and always will be, nothing more than a dangerous predator.
"I just hope we aren't putting too much faith in the mate bond," I say, glancing at my hand.
They believe the Alpha will fall in love with me, the bond drawing us together in ways I can't even conceptualize. It's a cute idea, but I'm not sure how much I believe it.
"The mate bond is everything to them. He'll bend over backward for you, and I doubt it will be long before he's willingly and openly shared every bit of information we need to bring him down," Dan promises, his teeth on full display as he grins at me. "We'll have armed men at our meeting spot twenty-four-seven, but there is no rush. Wait until you have everything you need."
I nod, confirming I've heard as I move to sit on my bed. My head aches, probably from dehydration.
Dan offers me another glass of water, the only thing not currently being withheld from me, but I wave it away. The men who kidnapped me wouldn't have given me any.
This has to be perfect if it's to be believable, and I only have one opportunity to take the Alpha and his entire pack down.
I will not disappoint.
Dimah is forced to reside in the untamed lands of the lycan kingdom after her pack is brutally taken over. She is packless, with no status. Once she turns 18, Dimah runs to the castle and enters the guard Trials, where she battles against hundreds of high-blooded boys. The guard Trials are a series of gruelling physical and mental challenges that test the limits of the participants. Dimah is determined to succeed, but she faces many challenges along the way, including prejudice from the high-blooded werewolves, her own self-doubt, and the dark secrets that the castle hides. With the help of her new friends, Dimah must overcome all of these challenges if she wants to become the kingdom's golden warrior and fulfil the prophecy that her father had bestowed upon her
Doctor Elsa Williams wakes up in the middle of a forest weak and naked with no memories of how she got there. She's alone and tries to call for help but no one is around to help her. She gave up hope and was ready to die, but then she saw a huge wolf coming towards her. To her, this was the end, the wolf would probably eat her, then she fell unconscious ready to be eaten. Little does she know, her life was just beginning.
Anita, an Omega wolf who was captured by a group of human scientists at a young age. She is subjected to years of torture and testing from those who wanted to find out more about her kind. Anita had given up hope until Alpha Roberto, a strong and possessive Italian Alpha came to rescue her, bringing her to safety. Will Anita be able to adjust after all the trauma? Especially since a reckless witch wants revenge over a past mistake, and will stop at nothing to ruin the lives of Anita and Roberto. Deaths, betrayal, trauma, will Anita survive or will the world come crumbling down beneath her?
Vera Brown, a dark skinned english young girl from a modest and wealthy background, had always loved Sam Thompson ever since the day she set her eyes on him. And with a stroke of luck Vera received an engagement with Sam through a marriage contract. Her dream of marrying the most handsome guy in college was becoming a reality. Sam Thompson is a mix of Asian and English blood and the heir to the famous Thompson billionaire family. He had other thoughts about the marriage contract and unintentionally made the marriage frustrating for Vera. After a year, their marriage ended leaving Vera in tears and broken heart. Vera moved to another city to begin a new life, but will she be able to move on from her first love especially when their paths cross once again?
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?