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"Stay away, stay away from me, stay away!" she shouted repeatedly. Despite having nothing left to throw, she kept yelling. Zane was more than a little curious about what was happening, but the woman's ruckus made it hard to concentrate. "Will you shut the fck up!" he roared at her. She fell silent, and he saw tears filling her eyes, her lips trembling. Oh fck, he thought. Like most men, a crying woman scared him shitless. He'd rather face a hundred of his worst enemies in a gunfight than deal with a crying woman. "And your name is?" he asked. "Ava," she replied in a thin voice. "Ava Cobler?" he inquired. Her name had never sounded so beautiful before, surprising her. She almost forgot to nod. "My name is Zane Velky," he introduced himself, extending a hand. Ava’s eyes widened when she heard the name. Oh no, not that, anything but that, she thought. "You've heard of me," he smiled, sounding satisfied. Ava nodded. Everyone in the city knew the name Velky; it was the largest mafia group in the state, based in the city. And Zane Velky was the head of the family—the don, the big boss, the Al Capone of the modern world. Ava felt her panicked mind spinning out of control. Ava is kidnapped and forced to realize her uncle has sold her to the Velky family to settle his gambling debts. Zane, the head of the Velky family cartel, is hard, brutal, dangerous, and deadly. His life has no room for love or relationships, but he has needs like any hot-blooded man.

"I’m a rare breed. The daughter of an Alpha capable of birthing the strongest kind of pup. I had just turned 18 and in six months I would go through the heat. A heat unmated could kill a wolf. So my parents had invited pack leaders and their sons to our lands to compete for my hand. To say I was nervous was an understatement. It was very common for a female alpha to be bred and then tossed to the side. Some were even killed. I had no idea what to expect. I never expected him…. To be blessed with a soulmate is also a rare thing. I only saw him first during the tournament. He had come late sending gifts ahead as apology for his disrespect. I admit I had been intrigued by his actions. When I saw him I could not help the scream I let loose to stop the fight. I was supposed to remain hidden during the match. I was supposed to act impartial as well. Then again I was not supposed to find my soulmate during this. I walked through the hushed crowd. I had to be near him like I had to breath. This calmed all my fears of deceit and treachery. He was bound to me by the goddess herself made for me and I for him. My eyes could not be taken from him. I knew now that my life was safe and we would love strongly. Goddess help those who try to break us apart."