A simple human with very little memory is stolen from her work by a giant wolf who claims her as his own. Sara can't believe that this imposing Alpha is the boy she rejected in the past. She is forced to marry the wolf... But he can't hide how much he hates her for the past, when she despised him and brought shame to his pack. There, everyone is hostile to Sara, her life is constantly in danger as the moon is rejected and cursed. But her Alpha must make the decision to protect her, even if he cannot forgive her...
I came home to hide from the beast that had interrupted my work. It couldn't be logical for a wolf of that size to be chasing me. It couldn't be real. For a moment I thought I was having a terrible nightmare and wanted to wake up. But this was very real.
"You won't get away from me, Sara." He said, his rough, terrifying voice shaking my bones.
The chase was coming to an end, I could not escape from this demonic beast that possessed impressive speed.
I stared at him in utter shock, and when he returned to his human form, I was stunned. It was him, my classmate I had ignored for so long. He was strong, handsome, with jet black hair and piercing eyes that were just as dark.
"What do you want, Mark?" I asked, trembling and trying to cover my wheat-colored face with my hands.
I didn't even have time to ask for help before he was carrying me in his huge arms. He was overwhelmingly strong and I had no idea who to turn to for help. I lived alone in my flat.
I woke up bone numb, in a soft feather bed. I saw him sitting next to me, his body showing the tattoos that made him look so dangerous. Fear coursed down my back and I groped to cover myself with my blankets, the neckline of my shirt not hiding my femininity.
"This is how I wanted to have you; don't you remember me?" Mark asked, running his hand down my neck as if he was about to kill me.
I wanted to pretend I didn't care, that would be better for his fury, but I wasn't a liar. That handsome man had been a shy teenager whom I'd turned down for the school dance a thousand times and denied him every date. He was so changed, even if he still had those characteristic deep eyes.
"You're a wolf" I began to say, stuttering.
"Yes, and you'll be my mate. But that doesn't make me hate you any less" He stood up abruptly and pulled the blanket off me, exposing me.
My senses sharpened and my heart galloped uncontrollably.
"I don't understand a word you're saying" I pleaded, fearing for my life.
He was covered in blood; I could see him well when he stood up. He was a killer, an unrestrained beast who now had complete control over me. I spotted the closed door and silently wailed.
You will do as I say, you are my property now, and I assure you I will avenge past rejections. -Her mischievous smile shone; her teeth gleamed.
A hand reached for a rope on the bedside table, which could mean anything. My blood ran cold again as she threw it to the floor.
"You scare so easily, Sara, but you weren't so scared when you ignored me and laughed at my letters..." she pursed her lips.
Mark threw himself gently on top of me, squeezing my neck between his hands and sinking his nose into my throat. This was crazy, he was a wolf and he had kidnapped me for revenge. He pulled my clothes off and slid his hands down my legs. The feeling changed, I wasn't afraid anymore, but a part of me was getting wet and I didn't want to admit it.
I tried to look away from his presence, but it was impossible. His face was perfect, mysterious, and at the same time there was an evil in it that I couldn't describe. I was attracted to him, and that made me hate him even more, because I couldn't help but be seduced by his imposing bearing and his otherworldly touch.
He put some handcuffs on my wrists and let out an evil chuckle. Then he brushed my hair back, exhausting my patience. let out a groan of annoyance from my mouth, though my heart begged for more contact.
Then, he left me all alone. I remembered the old Mark I knew at school, the shy boy who didn't speak out loud, who I had ignored for so long and who seemed so strange... Now he was a wild beast. He hated me, he would always hate me, rejecting and humiliating him for so long would cost me dearly.
The door opened and into the room walked a man who looked like he had stepped out of the television. He had dark hair and olive-green eyes, a strong dark complexion, he was indeed the most imposing man after the new Mark.
"I introduce myself; I am the Beta of this pack. I brought you some clean clothes." His smile was as kind as a gentleman of his great beauty could be. "My name is Adren."
He placed the clothes on the bed, not looking at me closely or noticing that I was handcuffed and almost undressed.
"He... Does he hate me?" I asked without further ado, if this was to be my torture, I would face it with the truth.
He smiled, grimacing with sarcasm.
"Of course, she hates you more than anyone. You broke her heart." He shrugged indifferently. -If you need coffee, there's a machine in the next room. "He went on, changing the subject as if I were a mere guest."
I felt like I was completely insane, everyone there was acting as if this situation was completely normal. It wasn't for me; I didn't even know werewolves existed until a few hours ago. I felt like screaming with rage.
"I did no such thing." I apologized, trying to look offended. It didn't come off at all, I felt intimidated being handcuffed to a bed.
"He's my brother, Sara." he grimaced in annoyance. "When he chose you as his mate, all those years ago, when you were both in high school, I was the one who saw him cry."
"No way, don't exaggerate, if it was just dances, I didn't go to..." I swallowed as I began to remember those past events more clearly.
"For you they were, but not for him, he cried all night. He's always been sentimental, other wolves are different, we only take what we want and if we don't, the blood spills." The red gleam in his eyes made me shudder.
Adren's face was different from when he came in, as if his animal side was about to emerge. He looked much more sadistic than Mark, even though he was more friendly on the outside. I remembered the dinner I had stood him up for, I had forgotten all about it. I didn't like him at all then. I was afraid of how many other things I had forgotten from our time at school.
He glared at me.
"Welcome to the pack, Sara, you're the most hated mate of all." He smiled. "The best is yet to come."
Another shiver ran through my skin from head to toe, the wind seeping through the few clothes I was wearing.
Lumen has been protected by her pack, Wolf Shadow, and her parents since she was a young girl. As a she-wolf, she has been trained by her father, the Alpha, to become his successor. On the hunt for the Blood Clan, when the Alpha King's pack arrives in her territory, Lumen discovers that she has been living a lie. The royal pack has set its sights on the territory of the Wolf Shadow pack. Her father, in order to forge an alliance and avoid being destroyed by the king, decides to provide whatever is needed for peace to continue. Lumen is seen by Seth, the king's beta son. He immediately tries to approach her, as he is strongly attracted to her. However, when Lumen rejects him, he convinces the king that one of the conditions for peace is that she be his. Lumen's father agrees to sell his daughter to the royal pride to secure his territory. And she is the last to know of this agreement... Athius, son of the Alpha King himself, is sent to capture the young girl. The moon goddess is wrong to hand her over to two wolves at the same time... Her survival will depend on her strength and her refusal to surrender.
Teresa is a journalist who becomes involved in an unsolved crime and only she can unmask the culprit of her sister's death. Failing to find justice, she infiltrates herself into the place where Marie was last seen. That mansion is not just any place. The lair of Daemon, Collin and Eduard, the three most dangerous gangsters in the country, it is not a safe place for a girl who has not even had her first time. With nothing to lose, Teresa infiltrates, posing as one of Daemon's submissives. As the hours pass in there, she regrets her decision. Daemon immediately notices that she is still a virgin and will make her suffer for it.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
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Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
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!"