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"""I am not the same girl you knew six years ago. I am a female warrior of Lichen pack now, and men like you do not stand a chance in hell against me."" As the betrayer's daughter, Soraya Wilthon was eager to find her mate, but the man she expected for a long time pushed her deeper into hell. Now, she was strong enough to have the bullies under her feet, but she lost all hope to her mate, fate had other plans for her. ""Be a good girl and open up."" As one f*ck*d her, the second kissed her passionately, running his tongue over her lips. The third caressed her... ""F*ck…yeah just like that…"" She immediately felt her senses magnify a million times over, unable to process the shocks that f*ck*d with the triplet alphas. Her second-chance mates. But when Soraya found out the truth of her father's betrayal, it brought an unexpected twist."

Future Alpha Wesley Stone's teacher assigns his class a pen pal project with a class located in another state. The young Alpha soon finds himself forming a close snail mail friendship with a young, orphaned human girl, Haven Kenway. Over time, they lose touch, but neither forgets the other. Years pass, and Haven now lives in one of the towns near Wesley's pack. When they finally meet in person, sparks fly, and neither can resist the attraction they feel for each other. As secrets about Haven's identity are revealed, Haven and Wesley must journey to unravel the truth about who she really is, and Wesley must protect her from those who wish to use her. *Please note this book is intended for 18+. The book deals with real life issues of childhood trauma, substance abuse, neglect, hospitalization, and will have graphic scenes of violence and descriptive s*x scenes, as well as adult language*

"You mentioned how much you enjoy his touch..." His body pressed against mine, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of my short dress, toying with the elastic of my panties. "Tell me honestly now, whose touch truly sets this body of yours on fire? His or mine?" God... My breath caught in my throat. "It's irrelevant," I countered, my gaze defiant. "You're my past, he's my present and future." A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, his emerald eyes sparkling in the dim light. "Do you think I'll stand by and watch that happen, sweetheart?" His voice dripped with determination. "I'd f*ck*ng tear down this whole world to have you back with me. So what if he's just a boy? I'll f*ck*ng make sure he's out of my way in a matter of hours." Did he just...did he just really say that? "You will do no such-" Before I could finish my sentence, his hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my words in a way that left me bewildered. Then, his hand slid beneath the fabric of my panties. My eyes widened, my body jerking at the sudden sensation, but before I could fully comprehend what was happening, he delivered an even more shocking blow. He thrust his fingers into me. Deep. Oh no... I believed I'd finally shaken him loose. Yet here he stood, relentless in his pursuit, determined to reclaim what he believed was rightfully his- Me. And here I was, torn between the urge to resist and the undeniable pull he had over me. How could I turn away when his presence alone set me ablaze, wet and aching? When every fiber of my being ached for his touch? When his very gaze made me want to tell him to rip my clothes off and take me like he owned me? Was it not twisted to crave something from the one who left no scope in causing me pain? I knew I had to put an end to it. But how? Could another man provide the key to breaking this cycle? Maybe, yes...