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Everly is the Alpha’s eldest daughter and next in line to become Alpha. That all changes when she learns she is pregnant with the notorious Blood Alpha’s son. But Alpha Valen denies ever being with her, and her father refuses to have a "rogue wh*r*" for a daughter. Everly is shunned by the pack for not aborting her child, stripped of her title, and forced to be rogue with her newborn son. Eventually making something of herself and thinking her life was going back to some kind of normal, she felt she could finally be free of everyone suppressing her. Only then did the Blood Alpha discover he is her fated mate. After years of being on her own, he has come to claim her and his son. Everly has no interest in being with the man that denied her son and shamed her; the man that helped cause her suffering. But can she resist the bond and protect herself and her son, or will she give in and become his Luna?

Future Alpha Wesley Stone's teacher assigns his class a pen pal project with a class located in another state. The young Alpha soon finds himself forming a close snail mail friendship with a young, orphaned human girl, Haven Kenway. Over time, they lose touch, but neither forgets the other. Years pass, and Haven now lives in one of the towns near Wesley's pack. When they finally meet in person, sparks fly, and neither can resist the attraction they feel for each other. As secrets about Haven's identity are revealed, Haven and Wesley must journey to unravel the truth about who she really is, and Wesley must protect her from those who wish to use her. *Please note this book is intended for 18+. The book deals with real life issues of childhood trauma, substance abuse, neglect, hospitalization, and will have graphic scenes of violence and descriptive s*x scenes, as well as adult language*

"I, Lucia Volk..." she began again, determination in her voice. Draven’s expression darkened. "I would have to warn you, if you complete that statement, no one here will live to tell the tale." The threat sent ripples of fear through the crowd. Even the king stood frozen in place. Lucia’s breath caught. ‘Is he mad? How can he threaten an entire room of people, including the king, just to keep me?’ ‘That is our mate,’ Emily practically swooned. ‘He fears no one.’ Lucia Volks has spent her life as a servant girl in the Crimson Moon pack, and things got worse after being rejected by her mate. As she decided to accept her fate, she got a second mate, and he was someone that she could never have imagined, Draven Moonblood. Draven Moonblood, the most powerful lycan, never thought that he could find the light he had missed all his life in the form of Lucia Volks.

"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."