Aria is being rejected by her mate for being too independent as compared to her close friend Elara who is soft and sweet. This is the biggest betrayal that sends Aria back into her shell. A year later, she made a debut back into the pack society only to bump into a tall masked stranger who calls her 'mate.'. Aria's comeback will shake not just the pack but the entire continent at large. Her Ex-mate would grovel at her feet, begging to be taken back. Alas, it'll be too late as a certain Alpha-king is hell-bent on wooing this cold and aloof lady into being his Luna. A Mere knight like her previous mate, his subordinate did not stand a chance.
ONE YEAR LATER.
The night was filled with a faint scent of pine and lavender. Aria stood before the mirror,tying the delicate black ribbon of her mask. She inhaled a deep breath, letting the cool breeze soothe he neck as she assessed her overall outlook. The mask was quite the elegant piece, it was crafted with delicate filigree that framed her face, it's simplicity was offset by the gentle shimmer of moonstone accents.
Tonight was the celebration of the Eclipse flame, it was a sacred full moon bonfire that fostered unity and renewal hence the masks on. The ceremony was an ancient tradition that marked the unity of the pack members despite their different features. The moon only recognized the pack in itself and not the diversity of the people. But for Aria, it was way more than an ancient tradition for werewolves, it was her debut into the Pack's social life after a year of solitude and healing.
A soft rap on the door interrupted her thoughts and the door burst before she could send in a reply. There were only a few people who would dare to do that and seeing the auburn haired lady waltzing into her room, she wasn't surprised.
Cassia was her childhood friend and the Alpha's pampers young sister. They had been friends till they became teenagers and Aria ad introduced Elara into their friendship circle though Cassia was not a fan. Aria liked to believe it was due to the vast difference between Cassia's personality and that of Elara, although Cassia believed otherwise. Cassia was a whirlwind of energy,just as fiery as her hair.
"Aria, I would have you know that you are not backing out on me tonight! Cassia declared, her voice a mix of authority and mischief.
Aria turned, her lips quirked up in a smile. " I wasn't planning to. See? I'm ready." She gestured to her dress. Its flowing material accentuating her figure while still being modest enough for her taste.
Cassia's eyes twinkled as she narrowed them, she crossed her arms, "You have been holed up in that room of yours long enough. Tonight you are definitely stepping out of that shell and I won't take a no for an answer."
Cassia grabbed Aria's hand before she could reply and pulled her towards the door. " The Eclipse flame waits for no one, my dear , and you, my cute Werewolf are going to sparkle under the moon's glow!"
As the two friends approached the gathering, the bonfire flames cackled and danced against the twilight sky. The sound of laughter, music and the rumble of excited chatter permeated the air.
Aria took a half at the edge of the clearing, her breath hitching. The scene before he was vibrant, alive and overwhelming. She hadn't realized how much she distanced herself from such vibrant events and moments like this -. Moments that pulsed with life and possibility.
"Breathe," Cassie whispered, squeezing her hand. "You have got this, WE have got this, okay?"
Aria nodded, her gaze sweeping across the gathering, she was relieved that it was a masked party after all. That way she could easily blend into the crowd.
Cassia ever perceptive, gave her a playful nudge, "Let's mingle, or better yet, let's dance!"
"I'll catch up," Aria replied softly, her chest tightening with the sudden rush of emotions. "I'll just need a moment."
Cassia frowned but relented, "Don't disappear entirely. I'd find you later, hmm?" With a final wink at Aria, Cassia disappeared into the crowd leaving Aria alone with her thoughts.
The Bustle and the vibrant energy of the ceremony felt like too much, pressing against her chest and filing her lungs until she could barely breathe. She needed air-space.
Without thinking, she stepped away from the bonfire's glow and into the shadows of the forest that bordered the clearing. The cool, quiet embrace of trees was quiet and welcoming but as she moved deeper into the dark, she collided with someone.
"Sorry-" she began, stepping back only to freeze when the man before her removed his mask.
Ethan.
Her heart stuttered in her chest as recognition dawned on her. He looked-just as she remembered, though his once soft expression was sharper now, his golden eyes where almost ready and had a weird and foreign going to them.
Standing just behind him and clutching Ethan's arm with practiced air of possessiveness was Elara, Her "Friend." She was a vision in white, her mask adorned with pearls and her lips curled into a small knowing smile.
It was the first time she was seeing these two since the rejection incident a year ago. She had become a laughing stock in the pack behind closed doors and topic of gossip over wine and they had gotten bound by the pack priestess and even got married. She heard they were so lovestruck but that had just been rumors. Seeing them after so long was different.
"Aria," Ethan said, his voice low and almost hesitant.
For a moment, the world around her seemed to fall away, leaving only the three of them in the suffocating silence.
Elara's gaze flickered over Aria, her eyes gleaming with something akin to satisfaction. "It's been a while hasn't it?" She said sweetly, though her words carried and undercurrent that made Aria's wolf bristle.
Aria took a step back, her breath shallow, but she forced herself to stand tall. "Indeed, It has." She had thought that she was long over the situation but now looking at Elara's face, Aria wondered why she never saw through Elara's facade for so long.
Ethan wanted to say more but Elara tightened her grip on his arm, her expression softening with a look of bashfulness as she gazed up at him, "Darling, we should head back. People will be wondering where you are."
Aria looked at this current display of affection and it became clear to her; she was not totally over the betrayal, but she was over tbe feeling of yearning towards Ethan. Despite the bond that came with mating, she had been attached to Ethan since young, it was so hard to shut him out of her heart and looking at both of them now she only felt they were quite a match for each other.
A cheat and a hypocrite? The match made by the moon indeed.
"You should enjoy the gathering, I will head out first." Aria's voice was alienated and polite. She turned on her heel and moved to te opposite direction. She couldn't enjoy that side of the forest due to the lingering scents of those two who had clearly been going at it in the dark before she arrived.
Sigh. Now she had to go back to the bustling clearing.
As the glow of the bonfire enclosed, she held a cold smile on her lips. She was finally ready to take on her life right where she had left it at when she went off to sulk. She had finally gotten a certain sense of closure, no matter how weird it was.
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BLURB: Ever walked in on your fiancee going at it with his supposed 'cousin a few days before your wedding?' Well, join the club! Diane Rodriguez finds you so relatable! Diane's life almost crumbles when she discovers that she had been two-timed and lied to by her fiancee and his ex, whom he had told her was his Cousin. Diane escapes from Arizona with a marriage to cancel and a Career life to begin. Ready to take on her family's big business, Diane plans to return after a year and join the family's rival business to train. A mistake! Diane, on her grand return from the States after a bad breakup, is set up and heavily drugged. She struggles to get away from the situation, but what if there is also another person in a similar situation? At the wrong place, at the wrong, is it? Ready to put it all behind her and return with a clean slate to revive her career, Diane resumes her new job and receives the shock of her entire life. She had a one-night stand with her boss! She must navigate the company while dragging their past under the carpet; a cherry on the ice is that he doesn't remember this night... Or does he? Diane is a heartbroken princess in disguise, and Xander is the prince charming to sweep her off her feet and mend her broken heart. Only Prince Charming is more dangerous than Charming, and he doesn't just want to heal her heart; he wants to claim it!
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"