Mary Smith

Isolde was born under the red full moon. Something that was rare and marked as a curse in the werewolf world. Her pack wanted her gone, saying she would bring destruction. Her wolf was sealed before she could reach the awakening age, leaving her worthless. Helpless. Vulnerable. Then came the night that changed her life, stumbling her into the worst world possible. She was married off to the cruel rogue Alpha Drogo. A male bound by the curse of the moon goddess after committing an eternal sin. He was defined as the most ruthless male in the country. Behind the shadow, never to be dared. What happened when Isolde realized she bears the face of a ghost that haunts him from his past? The face of the very woman that doomed him.

She went to the warehouse to negotiate a debt. She didn’t know I was walking into a supernatural auction. Her father died and left her nothing but two million dollars of debt to a man named Lucien Blackwood — and a dying sister whose medical bills he’d been secretly paying. He owns her before she even know his name. Lucien Blackwood is an Alpha. Powerful. Ruthless. He buys her like she just another acquisition. What he doesn’t know — what nobody knows — is that she his fated mate. And fated mates don’t stay sold.

Four years ago, my twin and I planned to run away from the pack together. She never showed up, so I took off alone. Since then, I often venture near the borders to check if I would see her, but I've had no luck. Just when I decide to disappear and never go near the pack again, I meet my mate. He's none other but Alpha Jett, the new leader of the Night Storm. The same pack that I escaped from. I'm not under any illusion that he could make me Luna of the pack he snatched from my monster of a father. Not even when he willingly reunites me with my twin. But when I attempt to reject him to be free from the bond, I did not expect to get labeled defiant and be thrown in prison. Then, his Luna-to-be tries to kill me. Now, the full moon has passed, which means waiting another twenty-eight days for Alpha Jett to reject me so I can be free from the bond. I refuse to wait in prison and be tormented by the scent of my fated mate on the she-wolf who tried to kill me. So I plan another escape. With help from those whom I believe are on my side, I gain my freedom again. When the time comes for us to break the bond, Alpha Jett will find me. He always does. But one of us will die before I let him take me captive again to his accursed pack.

Alpha Cassian is infamous. Infamous for surviving even after his mate died. Infamous for ruthlessly hunting and killing his enemies. Infamous for his hatred towards the rogues. The predator. That's what we call him. We lived in fear because of him. He made my life hell even though I never met him once. No rogue has ever escaped after meeting him. My father taught me to stay away from his pack and I did. I never went closer to him. But fate had other plans. I met the infamous predator. I had no choice but to join his pack and on my eighteenth birthday, I learned something that flipped my life upside down. The truth that terrified me. The truth that kept Alpha Cassian alive even after his mate died. It was me. I was the ruthless alpha's second chance mate. Yes, I was a prey mated to the predator.

Isla- a young, and underestimated warrior. After surviving years of traumatic abuse, she is left orphaned, and alone. She strives to prove to herself, and others, that she is not weak. Though she is beautiful and strong years of psychological abuse, she doesn’t believe she is worthy of love, or that the Moon Goddess will grant her a fated mate. Alpha Zac is the fair and strong leader of Clear Creek. Secretly a hopeless romantic, Zac wants his fated mate more than anything. But after waiting years to find her, he has accepted a playboy lifestyle. When a unique she-wolf warrior joins his pack, she does more than fulfill his fantasies, and she tests how far he will go to protect her from her past. “WEAK” he yells as he swiftly brings the whip at me. I quickly try to cover my face but am not fast enough. I hiss in pain as the unforgiving leather slices my hand and eyebrow. I try to swallow the sob that wants to escape me, but instead, I throw up. Maybe he would have stopped there if I would have missed his boots.** (ISLA) I feel a pang of jealousy; she has what I've always wanted. A loving family, support, friends, and stability. Audrie doesn't have to question if she belongs here or try to prove her worth. (ZAC)My whole chest tightens, and my wolf presses forward. “MATE”. The urgency to hold her, to take away the pain, intensifies. I reach out and lift her head, and that's when I see the gash trickling blood onto the already blood-covered rock. I scoop her up and head straight to the infirmary. I just found my mate, I can't lose her on the same night.