Shapeshifters

"You're not my mate!" Beta Gavin Marino screams, his anger evident. "I can't accept you. No one will ever accept you after what you did." "I reject you, Gavin Marino!" The words stun me even as I say them. My heart aches, but it's what's best. He hates me. No one will ever love me. I cry silently, but I wipe my tears away. Crying doesn't change anything. I need to leave this pack before I lose myself completely. Gavin accepts my rejection, though he seems to be in pain, even though it's what he wanted. I turn and walk away, heading back to the packhouse where everyone treats me with disdain. A few days later, I feel relentless. I can't bear the pain any longer. On a rainy night, I make my escape. However, I'm brutally attacked on the border of the Sapphire Lycan Royal Pack. Falling in and out of consciousness, I hear a roar that shakes my core and the ground beneath me. "You touched my mate; you'll pay for this!" It can't be—it's the voice of the most powerful man in the realm, the Lycan King, Alpha Nicholas Lavista. I feel sparks and tingles in my arm. "I've got you now." Those words guide me into the darkness. Apphia's life has been harsh and brutal. She has faced mistreatment from her pack members and suffered the pain of her mate's brutal rejection. Feeling completely alone, her circumstances take a dramatic turn on a fateful night when she encounters her second-chance mate—the powerful and dangerous lycan Alpha. Little does she know that she is in for the ride of her life. As things become increasingly complicated, Apphia discovers that she is no ordinary wolf. Tormented by threats to her life, she must confront her deepest fears.

She left her past behind when her world crumbled—betrayed by love, abandoned by her pack, and burdened by loss. One wild night in Europe changed everything: a s*xy stranger, stolen kisses, and her first time… that left her with a surprise she never expected. Now a full-time writer and single mom, Elara returns to her old pack after years away, only to walk straight into the wedding of the century—the Alpha King’s wedding. But when the groom turns to her, their eyes lock, and he growls one word that stops the ceremony cold: “Mine.” Oh. Crap. Worse? He just noticed her toddler. And growled again: “My pup.” Let the chaos begin. Weddings, werewolves, jealous exes, awkward family dinners, steamy revenge kisses, and fated mate drama collide in this uproarious, s*xy, and heart-melting ride of second chances, found family, and unexpected love.

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."

I thought marrying the Alpha would finally give me a place in the pack. I was wrong. On the night we were bound, he rejected me. Not in private. Not with mercy. He tore the mate bond apart before the entire pack and accused me of carrying another man’s child. I was stripped of my title, cast out, and left to survive alone while pregnant with the very heir he denied. I should have died in those woods. Instead, I was found by something far more dangerous than an Alpha. The Direwolf Alpha is feared by every pack. Exiled. Scarred. Ruthless. He does not follow pack law or bow to fate. When he looks at me, he does not see a weak, wolf-less woman or a burdened womb. He sees something worth claiming. As my body changes, so does everything I believed about myself. The wolf I was told I did not have begins to stir, and the child I carry draws whispers of prophecy and power. The pack that rejected me wants me back. The mate who humiliated me suddenly remembers my name. But the Direwolf who claimed me has no intention of giving me up. I was rejected while pregnant. Now I must decide who I will become and which bond I will choose.

I was born to be extraordinary, meant to be a powerful force among all creatures. Born to three hybrid werewolves I should have been more powerful, more magical than any creature on this earth. But I am not. My wolf's fur is silver, but I do not possess any of the abilities of a silver wolf. My witch heritage should have been enough for my powers to manifest naturally but they did not. I am nothing more than ordinary. An ordinary disappointment to the family. I am a wolf with no abilities and a human with a smart mouth that gets me into nothing but trouble. Instead of continuing to disappoint my family, I ran, and unknowingly, I ran right into the arms of my mate.

"I, Zade Matthews, Alpha of the High-claw pack, reject you, Sierra Whitmore, to be my mate and Luna to my pack. You are to work here and obey every command and to accept my rejection" Nobody wants to hear the word rejection. Especially when you're not even strong enough to handle the aftermath of it. At 18, I had just got my wolf, Mina. I was not supposed to mate with an Alpha. I'm an Omega living an Omega life. But the moon-goddess had other ideas, and I was mated to the cruellest of Alphas there is. I'm what they would call a slave to the pack. In other words. I was dispensable if they didn't want or need me. So, when I was invited for breakfast with the Alpha, my mate, I should have taken that as my first red flag. I have never eaten with them. Even when my parents were alive. 6 Years later, just after my 24th birthday, the mate-less Gala was just around the corner once again, and I was tired. Emotionally and physically tired. I had nothing to live for. I had nothing to hope for. Every Omega knows they don't get a second chance at love and every omega had to accept that. That was simply our fate. So, being assigned to accommodate Alpha Nikolai's room was not one of my top things to enjoy, but here I was. Five minutes was all I wanted to have to myself when cleaning the room on the very top floor for the Alpha of all Alphas, so I stopped and sat down to rest my aching body. And cried. Only...the scent of all scents hits me. His scent. Alpha Nikolai Anderson. He doesn't know me, but he chooses to love me. He chooses me.

Maria Gonzalez is a normal twenty-four year old with normal adult problems. She has a non-existent love life, a job that constantly keeps her running around and a huge pile of debt looming over her head. Maria is optimistic that her life will turn around for the better, she definitely didn't expect that change to be in the form of a tall, extremely gorgeous Alpha. When she is unduly kidnapped from her home and held captive by the Alpha, Maria knows she has only two choices; play along or risk spending an eternity with the ruthless Alpha.

“You shouldn’t be here, you're the Alpha King and Liam's uncle.” I managed to say, trying to resist his touch. He chuckled deeply, “You forgot one more thing” he said simply, brushing his thumb over my lower lips. “What is that?” I whispered almost inaudibly. “I'm also your mate.” He murmured, leaning towards me. “What do you want from me?” I asked, feeling so confused. “Isn't it obvious?” He asked with a smirk, “I want you.” . . Aria is heartbroken, when her fated mate, the Alpha's son, betrays and brutally rejects her. Seeking for temporary comfort, she finds herself in the arms of a mysterious stranger who offers her the comfort she desperately craves that night, under the influence of a sexual stimulant and she flees the next morning. To her shock, she discovers her passionate night was spent with her ex-mate's uncle, the Alpha King, Alpha Knox Blackwood, who is also her second chance mate. Knox however is not willing to let her go. He has had a taste, and wants her for himself. Knox offers her a second chance — an opportunity to leave her past as an omega behind, and she quickly accepts. However, there are so many people not happy about this, and Knox has a dark secret. What happens when their dark pasts rise up to haunt them?

Nearly 12 years later I watched as my sister chased after the kids, she was an excellent mother, a little overbearing at times and always so watchful of everything they did including me. I couldn’t get anything past her. When she had her firstborn, a little boy, they named him Ryker. I could tell her life was moving on for the better, when the twins came along, Arial and Lana when I was ten, I decided to move back in with my father. Aria had enough on her plate with running the pack and looking after the kids. I often felt guilty about her being forced to raise me but at the same time I’m glad she did. I knew I never would have made it to adulthood without her. My father and I have now built a bond, the way it should have been in the beginning, although I also class Reid as my father giving me two. When the twins were born, I felt a little out of place. Life moved on, yet I stayed the same, only growing older. My life has been thrown into chaos since, my wolf and I never had a chance to bond. Having been forced to shift so young. For years Aria, my father and Reid tried to help me learn how to control her, but nothing we did worked and eventually we gave up trying. When she had control it was hard taking it back from her. My wolf was completely altered, and I don’t think I will ever be able to let her out willingly, she can’t be trusted.

Fight between Alphas Today was our sixteenth birthday and of all the days my brother Alpha Ryker had to call an Alpha meeting on his twin sister’s birthday. To say we were p*ss*d off was an understatement. Arial and I watched from the upstairs window as Alpha’s from all over filed out of their cars before being greeted by our father and Ryker. My twin sister Arial hated the meetings just as much as me. It was one thing being twins, it was another being Lycan hybrid twins, and we always found that we copped the most stares. Once we came of age and didn’t get our wolves or shift, we knew we differed from our brother. Our mother was a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, therefore, so are we. Our brother inherited most of our father’s traits, he shifted when he was twelve and was what we call an early bloomer, but he didn’t share my mother’s Hybrid gene. Yes, he was a direct descendant like us, but for some reason he only received certain traits while my sister and I were exactly like our mother. We had no wolves and were half vampire and half Lycan. We were both saddened when we didn't get our wolves. Ryker always spoke of how much he loved his wolf growing up. But we still had each other. Being twins means you always have another half, a best friend for life, and my sister and I were incredibly close. So close, my mother sometimes had trouble telling us apart, the only giveaway being that our scents were different slightly.