Christy

On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Blackwood feels the mate bond—only to watch Damien Storm, the ruthless Alpha, shatter her hope in front of the entire pack: "You dare to imagine yourself my mate? A weakling Beta's daughter? The bond is a mistake. I reject you, Aria Blackwood. Here and now." Humiliated and cast into the Hunt—the Blood Moon's brutal ritual where every unmated, widowed or rejected she-wolf is turned into prey for any male who cares to chase—Aria's heat erupts in the forest. Dozens of wolves circle to claim her, and Damien steps back, letting her fall. Then the sky splits with a roar. The Lycan Alpha King strides through the fire-light, black wolf rippling with power. His golden eyes sweep the clearing, and his voice crashes like thunder: "She is mine. My prize. Mark her, look at her, and you die. She is mine, and mine alone." In front of every witness, he lifts Aria into his arms, teeth grazing her throat in a silent, unbreakable claim. Now Aria stands at the center of a storm—between the Alpha who shattered her heart and the King who would burn kingdoms to keep her.

Victoria Gibberson, an 18 years old telepathic girl who can read the mind of others whenever she wants. It was a curse more than a gift. Her parents died in a car accident, one year back and thus, the first thing she did after completing high school was changing her place of residence. Moving in a small town called Pearly Canines with her aunt, she said goodbye to the old memories wanting to start fresh with her college studies. But there was something wrong with this place. The vibe she was getting was one of creep but luring her in at the same time. The thing that was most strange to her was, she felt an undeniable attraction to this guy called Alexander Hunter. He would stare at her deeply as if knowing her deepest secrets. It didn't help her when one night, he came near her and leaned before whispering seductively in her ears, "Hello, mate. Let's fall in love with each other."

He rose and moved towards me, my heart picking up its pace with every step he took. His hand stroked the side of my face, causing a tingle to rush through me and I shivered at his touch just like earlier. He leaned in and his breath fanned over my face, hot, weakening, and mind-numbing. "You should be running, Zera," he said with a voice so raw it made me shudder against him. "The most sensible thing to do is run from someone like me." "I don't want to run." I stubbornly stated, worn out with his long game. It wasn't helping anyone. He wanted me, I could see that, and I wanted him too. His nose rubbed against mine, and he moved his forehead against mine. "Oh darling, but you should. I won't be like those little boys you've been with. I won't stop when you want me to. I won't stop until I'm completely buried in your mind and soul. You will belong to me."

"What's that smell?" My wolf, Storm's, voice is sudden and loud, making my head throb. As soon as he speaks, the most incredible scent I’ve ever known hits my nose, sending my senses into overdrive. It's a blend of strawberries and cinnamon, instantly drawing me forward, my feet moving of their own accord. As I weave through the crowd, the smell intensifies, and suddenly, everything happens so fast that my head spins. A scent like that can only mean one thing... I’ve found my mate. The realization crashes over me just as she steps out of the packhouse, leaving me breathless. "F*ck, no!" Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no intention of changing that. This year, it’s his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball, and the last thing his wolf expects is to find his mate. What shocks him even more is discovering that his mate is 10 years younger than him—and he can’t deny the way his body reacts to her. While he tries to resist the truth of their bond, his world is thrown into chaos when his guards capture two she-wolves running through his territory. Bonnie has spent her life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her, including her own twin sister. Together with her best friend, Lilly, they hatch a plan to escape during the biggest ball of the year, hosted by another pack. But when things don’t go as planned, both girls are left feeling lost and uncertain about their futures. Once they are brought to Alpha Nicholas, he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person. Can Nicholas stop fighting with his wolf and accept a mate much younger than him? Will Bonnie want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both let go of the past and move forward together, or will fate have other plans, keeping them apart?

“Why do you even care?” I fired back at him hotly, my glare burning holes into his gorgeous face. It had been all about the passion and toe curling orgasms that he had given me but now, as I stare into his eyes, all I could feel was a need to slap that face. Hard. Annoyed, I threw up my hands into the air. “We are not even in a relationship, for god's sake!” my jaw tightened. “So I can f*ck or go out with any man I d*mn please!” Immediately the words left my mouth, I knew at once that I had chosen my words badly. Damien made no overt move, but his eyes went hard and dark. He began to walk towards me and I retreated in alarm, my pulse accelerating. He continued to stalk to my side untill he successfully backed me into a wall. He stopped in front of me and placed his hands on either sides of my head, caging me in. His head came down untill he was staring into my eyes. “That's where you've got it all wrong, bunny,” he murmured, his voice a low, velvety timbre sending jolts of arousal to my loins. “You are mine, you always have been. Make no mistake about that.” **** Do I have a job that I love so much? Yes. Do I have a rude, grumpy boss that makes my blood boil and makes me plot ways to kill him and make it look like an accident? Abso-f*ck*ng-lutely! That was me untill one misaddressed email came to disrupt everything I have worked for. And then I had to do a favor for The Boss. My name is Cheryl Chastain and I am totally 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑑.