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"Sign it," he said. Three years of marriage ended with a line and a pen that trembled in her hand. It wasn't the papers that hurt—it was the way he didn't even flinch when she did. Amelia Hart walked out of his penthouse that night with nothing but a suitcase and a broken heartbeat. She'd given Daniel Sterling everything—her love, her identity, her silent devotion—only to be discarded the moment she became inconvenient. But when the empire he built begins to fall, when the cold CEO who never looked back suddenly needs the woman he threw away, he returns with the same hands that once let her go, now reaching for what he destroyed. Only this time, there's a clause he didn't read…

“The Game begins in three days. Ensure they are physically fit for island deployment.”  My heart clutched.  …the Slave Games?  We weren’t brought here to work. We were brought here to die! “That’s why you brought us here?” I seethed. “The Moon Goddess will punish you! She punishes every werewolf who treats human life as worthless!”  Kalev reached out and gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.  “You’re brave,” he said. “You’re an Empty Shell. You won’t make it far. But I’m curious to see how your bravery serves in the game.” *****My boyfriend and my best friend sold me into slavery. Along with slaves from across the Seven Districts, I was sent to an island to fight and die in a bloodbath staged for the entertainment of the Capital nobility. When my wolf awakened, my wolf told me that my mate was the man who created this game: Kalev Morven.

Alpha Ares was vicious and heartless. Driven by the need to be at the top, his pack-the Coldcrest pack- was a no-nonsense pack. It was the largest of them all, and it was comprised of brutal and strong warriors who were drilled to come back triumphant after every battle. They were terrified by all. The sheer mention of his name would have the other packs trembling in fear. Infuriated by the demise of his parents, who were both slaughtered by wolf-hunters, Alpha Ares had only one rule–No pack member of his was to be mated to a human. Anyone who was to be painstakingly blessed with a human mate had to be killed or exiled, no matter their rank in the pack. And this rule was never to be broken. Appalled by his harsh judgment and vicious ways, the Moon goddess blessed him in the most cruel way. She gave him a mate, after so many years spent by Alpha Ares yearning for one. The only problem was, she gave him a human mate. A timid human mate named Akira.

"For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. ""You're angry?"" he growls. ""Angry enough to commit murder,"" she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back."

Oakley is a werewolf shifter who met her fated mate only to find out that he was cheating on her the entire time they were together with her half sister. She leaves the pack and goes to her mother’s birth pack. Her wolf is a larger than normal wolf and is special but Oakley has yet to find out how. While in the new pack she discovers she has a second chance mate but is unsure if she can handle it after what happened with her first mate.