Olivia Prescott Married Victor Leer, the Alpha of a Powerful Pack, But Their Marriage Only Lasted Three Years Before Failing. Their separation made the entire community of Seacrest a laughingstock, and Olivia was seen as an abandoned woman from the high society of the Arguswolves. Six years later, Olivia returned to her homeland with her twins and became an internationally recognized healer, revered for her gifts and knowledge. From now on, many wealthy suitors against her, hoping to win her heart and attach themselves to this woman who embodies strength and elegance. Prime Minister Pretender Comes Forward and Says: "Miss Prescott, Do Your Children Need a Father? SEE IN ME THE ALPHA READY TO TAKE CARE. If you wish, I will treat them as mine. " Second Suitor, Admiration With, Exclaims: "Miss Prescott, From the moment I saw you, I was ennued by your vote and your wisdom. I am ready to do anything to Love You and Protect You. Victor may not have valued you, but I promise to never abandon you. " At that moment, one of the little girls comes closer, holds on to Olivia's leg and whispers: "Mom, Dad came every night under the full moon, forgive me. He says he wants to win you back and protect our family. " Olivia is faced with a heartbreaking choice: Listen to the Proms of the New Alphas or Consider Giving Victor, the Alpha Who Aries One Day, a Chance.
The ride to Seacrest had seemed endless. Olivia silently watched the landscapes pass by from the car window, one hand placed on that of her son who was sleeping peacefully, while her daughter, sitting next to him, let herself be lulled by the music from her headphones. It had been six years since she left this city, six years since she fled, heartbroken, with the certainty of never returning. But life is sometimes a vicious circle, and the accomplished healer she had become knew she had no choice but to confront this past for the sake of her children and her own peace.
Seacrest finally appeared, nestled between green hills and bordered by the sea. The town seemed asleep, as if time had not touched this place where it had left everything behind. But as she walked through the streets lined with familiar houses, she felt overcome by a strange nostalgia, a mixture of comfort and pain. Memories of her old life resurfaced, every street corner, every shop recalling fragments of the happiness she had known with Victor, fragments of their love that seemed so invincible... before everything collapsed.
They finally arrived in front of the small house by the sea that she had rented. It was a pretty building with stone walls and blue shutters, simple but welcoming. She hoped that this place would offer her children a peaceful refuge, far from the tumult of werewolf high society, far from the pressure of ranks, alliances and power struggles. She took a deep breath, took her children's hands, and they entered together, greeted by a wave of sea scents that warmly enveloped them.
Over the next few days, Olivia and the twins took time to settle in and acclimatize. Everywhere she went, she felt eyes on them, curious, intrigued, sometimes even accusatory. The people of Seacrest hadn't forgotten, and every whisper she passed reminded her that here, she wasn't just Olivia, the talented healer. She was Olivia Prescott, the ex-wife of Victor Leer, this imposing and respected Alpha, with whom she had shared a life, a life that she had abandoned when she left.
One afternoon, as she strolled with her children through the busy downtown streets, a group of women turned abruptly as she passed, observing her with thinly veiled attention. One of them, a woman with graying hair and a stern look, whispered loudly enough for Olivia to hear:
"She dared to come back, here she is, this woman who broke our Alpha's heart..."
Olivia felt a surge of anger and shame rise within her. She knew that the werewolf community was particularly attached to its leaders, and that she had been blamed for the breakdown of her marriage. But they didn't know the whole story, no one really knew what she had endured or why she had made the decision to leave.
"Mom, why are they looking at us like that? » her daughter asked softly, looking up at her with eyes full of worry.
Olivia leaned over and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, darling. They're just... surprised to see us here, that's all. »
They continued on their way, and little by little, the tension faded. The next day, Olivia received an invitation to a reception in honor of the pack. The invitation was signed by Victor himself. She stared at the scroll hesitantly, her heart racing. She wasn't sure she was ready to see him again, and even less so in such an official atmosphere. But something inside her told her that this moment was inevitable, that it was time to face her past.
The night of the reception, she chose a simple, but elegant dress. Her children encouraged her with a smile, visibly proud to see her so beautiful. She felt a ball of anxiety inside her, but also a new determination. As she walked through the door to the large reception room, she instantly felt eyes on her. The conversations gradually died down, the guests turning towards the woman who now appeared as a ghost. She faced them calmly, her chin slightly raised, her gaze fixed straight ahead.
Suddenly she saw him.
Victor stood across the room, surrounded by members of his pack. His imposing figure, his broad shoulders, and that intense look... He hadn't changed. He always had this magnetic aura that attracted attention, that inspired respect and fear. When he met her gaze, he hesitated for a moment, as if he was as surprised to see her as the others. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange mix of emotions crossed his face: surprise, anger, but also a touch of sadness.
She moved slowly, each step requiring considerable effort, her heart beating harder and harder. When she arrived near him, the silence in the room had become oppressive. He looked at her for a long time, without saying anything, before whispering in a hoarse voice:
"Olivia...you're back." »
She nodded, searching for words. " Yes. I... I wanted our children to know their roots, their heritage. »
He stared intently into her eyes, as if trying to read her, to understand the real reasons for her return. He took a deep breath, then, in an almost bitter tone, added:
"After all this time... Why now? »
She felt a shiver run through her, and the pain of their separation resurfaced. She pulled herself together, holding his gaze, and replied calmly, "Because they deserve to know where they come from, and who they are. »
He seemed unsettled by her response, and for a moment she thought she saw a glint of regret in his eyes. But before he could respond, one of his advisors approached, interrupting their exchange with an urgent question. She took advantage of this moment to walk away, catching her breath with difficulty.
The rest of the evening was a whirlwind of conversations and introductions, some members of the pack giving him approving looks, others carefully avoiding speaking to him. Many asked her about her children, and she sensed that many were wondering about the absence of Victor in their lives. But she just answered politely, dodging too insistent questions.
At one point, she saw Victor observing her from afar. His gaze was intense, piercing, as if trying to understand who she had become after all these years. She then realized that the Victor she knew was perhaps no longer quite the same. Neither does she, by the way. They had each evolved, changed, and she didn't know if these changes had brought them closer together or, on the contrary, separated them forever.
At the end of the evening, as she was about to leave the reception, she felt a hand placed delicately on her arm. She turned around to see Victor, alone this time, his face softer, more vulnerable.
"Olivia...I didn't think you'd ever come back." » His voice was a whisper, almost pleading.
She held his gaze, feeling her own heart tighten. " Me neither. But here I am, and I think that... that we have to face what happened. »
He nodded slowly, and for the first time in a long time, she thought she saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes, a hope that she hadn't dared to feel herself.
**Kaden**, a relentless Alpha werewolf, who rules his pack with an iron fist. His power is threatened, not only by a growing rebellion within his own pack, but also by the emergence of **the Moon Hunters**, ruthless humans who hunt down supernatural creatures. Kaden, at the height of his strength, must face a changing world, where tradition and domination by fear are no longer enough to maintain order. **Darian**, a young wolf, questions his leadership, demanding a change in strategy, while **Elira**, a wise wolf, suggests that the Alpha must evolve to maintain the loyalty of his pack. Kaden faces a dilemma: adapt and redefine his authority or remain stuck in his brutal methods. This book immerses you in a universe where **evolution** and **survival** are at the heart of the story. Through internal battles and external confrontations, **The Alpha of Blood and Shadows** invites you to discover how far Kaden is willing to go to maintain his power and protect those he loves. Will the Alpha be able to evolve, or will it sink into the shadows of its past?
Irina is almost eighteen years old. She comes from a modest family and works as a waitress to support her sick mother. Finding love or dreaming of big things has never been a priority for her: her family comes first. But what will happen when she discovers that she is now linked to the most powerful and ruthless billionaire in the world, a man whose influence extends far beyond borders? Xander. The name alone is enough to send chills through the business world. Beautifully attractive, but renowned for his legendary cruelty, Xander does not believe in the concept of love or destiny. For him, everything is a game of power and control. When their worlds intersect, he is convinced that this meeting is a kind of bad joke orchestrated by life. But as soon as he sees her, he decides that Irina will be his, whether she likes it or not. "Aren't you happy? I asked shyly, as he looked out over the city from the window of his huge office. The reflection of the city lights danced on his face, making him even more inhumanly beautiful. But something in his dark eyes chilled me. " Happy ? » He laughed dryly, without the slightest trace of humor. He seemed almost mocking. "Happiness doesn't exist for me. And that will never change. » Those words broke me, but something about him attracted me despite myself. Will I give in to this dangerous game, or end up losing more than my heart?
> "I'm not even that special. I saw you at the window and I thought my family would have informed you. I...I'm sorry." I say as my chest starts to hurt and I can barely breathe. > > "You are still an exceptional person. It's in your personality. My instinct is sure of it." > > "I'm not, though. There's nothing extraordinary about me. I'm not strong, I don't have that confidence. If something happens to me, I can't save myself. I will just be a huge burden." > "No," he cuts me off, and I can see a glint of anger in his eyes. "YOU ARE NOT a burden. You are my partner. Destiny brought you to me." > > "Fate didn't create me for anyone, Nathan. No one wants me." I say as my voice begins to shake. It's not going the way I thought it would. I never imagined having to convince my partner that I'm not good enough. But this man continues to surprise me as he grabs me and pulls me onto his lap. > "There are people who want YOU, Clara. I want you. Your parents adopted you, they wanted you. Your brother always wanted to be by your side. He never stopped talking about you .You are unique, Clara, but that doesn't mean you're not enough or unwanted." He then said to me, holding me against him on his knees, "I want you."
The day we got a new Alpha, my family was forced to become Omega. Because our new Alpha, Alpha Jaxon, was a violent and cruel man who didn't trust any of the pack's former warriors. I refused to accept him as my Alpha, he's a bad guy, and rumor had it that the Moon Goddess didn't even give him a mate. But ironically, as soon as I saw him, I felt a warmth for him. How could this have happened? And he had already found a contract partner! I tried my best to avoid him, but he always noticed me, with his charming and sexy look... The worst part was that in order to accomplish my family's revenge, I had to get close to Alpha Jaxon, seduce him and make him fall completely in love with me... --- "I'm not sure this is the way to welcome your Alpha," he said, inches from my lips. I stopped for a second to try to calm down, the adrenaline flowing, as my wolf and I savored the comfort of being so close to him again. "Hmm, maybe that's true, except you're not my Alpha yet," I replied in a seductive and natural tone. Our faces were so close that the heat of our breaths collided, I wanted so much for him to give in and close the distance between us. "You feel it, don't you? Your wolf is howling inside you for me to mark you... right... here...", Jaxon nipped my neck ever so lightly. I felt like my legs were going to give out from under me at any moment. He moved his hand just under my sweater, to my back. He pulled me closer to his hardness as his gaze held a silent promise.
When I entered school, why was everyone looking at me? I was heading for my locker when I felt the sweetest smell there is. What was it? ** Hugo **! Go get the friends, shouted ** Lucas **. But why did he cry? Looking around me, my eyes fell on the person I absolutely didn't want to see. Why should he be there, to set me? ** Nathan Blackwell. ** His eyes pierced mine, and I could feel Lucas howl of joy in me. But why was I unable to move? What happened to me? And why was he advancing in my direction? Without thinking, I did the only thing that seemed logical to me. I ran. When I arrived in the parking lot, I was heading for my car, but ... why did hot arms suddenly surround me? Who was it? Nathan made me turn so that I am in front of him and groaned: "To me." "No, no, no, why me? Not to you !!" I said, incredulous. His grip has tightened around my waist, and he murmured insistently: "You are mine. You don't belong to anyone else. You will not understand? You will not touch another man, you will not speak to Another man. Then he buried his face in the hollow of my neck, deeply inspired. But ... how was I supposed to react to this? And why did I have the impression that my heart was racing in spite of myself?
The woman he had worked so hard to save had disappeared after a romantic night – how could she have escaped? When they met again, she had surprisingly transformed into a successful woman. Despite the warmth she showed toward everyone else, she was icy toward him, asserting, "Alpha, we don't know each other!" » He responded by hugging her and whispering, "I remember every inch of you, and I wouldn't mind getting to know you better." » He treated her like a treasure, giving her boundless affection: "Don't run away again. Marry me, and I will make those who betrayed you regret it! » With a seductive smile, she said, "Okay. » She knew he really cared about her. Alpha, both dominant and tender, he had made her forget about running away.
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
To outsiders, Aileen was the adopted daughter of the Jefferson family, dismissed and scorned by all. Yet, in the underground racing world, she thrived as the dark rose, savoring the thrill and speed of night races. But her life took a new turn when Derek returned home, leading to a passionate night that diverted Aileen from the Jefferson family's path. Derek, the ruthless heir to the Jefferson legacy, tactfully steered the family's ambitions. Despite his control, he found himself captivated by Aileen-his adopted sister, business partner, and an exceptional racer-drawn to her enigmatic allure.
Bethany, a stunning woman burdened by financial woes, wrestled with her future prospects in the city after fleeing her manipulative former lover. At the same time, a bold and unyielding man began to pursue her with relentless passion. The word on the street was that the aloof Mr. Swanson had taken under his wing a woman of striking beauty, allegedly snatched from his best friend. He showered her with lavish gifts and was captivated by her every word. They said she was not merely a beautiful woman, but a unique treasure that demanded constant dedication and attention.
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.
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
He has all the traits that you wished for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's inlove. He's inlove with her. For him, she was the completion of his dream, a perfect wife and a mother to be with his children. He would give her everything including his own life. He would sacrifice his world for her. But she left him. She betrayed him. She broke his heart into pieces. And he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire, who would do everything to show her that she's no longer important into his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing. His heart still aching for her. And that's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfill my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. He offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "She's pregnant." He blurted out and i almost stumbled on where i am standing. I just gripped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart is unbearable but i managed to stay calm. "Wow! Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement as i remembered him saying... -cheating would not be the reason to break our marriage- of course i couldn't accuse him of this as 'cheating' because she was the real reason why we are pretending as a couple. He still love her. He's still inlove with her. And that's when i made the biggest decision in my life. Taking all my strength and a piece of my heart that still hanging on a thin rope... I left him. Taking also my biggest secret in me... that i've already fallen inlove with him. And somehow i learned a lesson; 'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who still inlove with his ex and who only uses you to get her back again into his life..'