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When fate wants to bring two mates together, it has its way to do so. All Emma wanted was a fake boyfriend who wouldn't fall in love with her during their act and her choice was her mate who was a secret gangster and the secret son of the alpha. "No love or any feelings between us." She said to him. "But I can pin you down in bed and make you scream my name right?" The way they wanted each other truly, is the same way the enemies want him to get revenge.

But Kael couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. And when strange things began to happen at the base camp, he knew that he had to investigate. It started with little things, like missing supplies and misplaced gear. But then, one of the soldiers went missing, and Kael knew that something sinister was afoot. He teamed up with Zyra and a few other trusted soldiers, and they set out to investigate. Their search led them to a hidden bunker deep in the desert, hidden beneath the sand dunes. Inside, they found evidence of a nefarious plot, one that went far beyond the scope of their mission. They had stumbled upon a terrorist cell, one that had been planning an attack on their home country. And the cache of supplies they had found was just a small piece of the puzzle. Kael and his team knew that they had to act fast. They relayed their findings to their superiors and were given the green light to take down the terrorist cell. They infiltrated the bunker and engaged in a fierce battle, one that lasted for hours. But in the end, they emerged victorious, the terrorists apprehended, and their mission a success. As they traveled back home, Kael couldn't help but think about the irony of the situation. They had gone out into the desert looking for a sign of hope, and instead, they had stumbled upon an evil plot. But in a way, he realized, it was all part of a greater struggle. A struggle that involved not just their physical safety but also the safety of their country and their fellow citizens. He looked over at Zyra, her eyes twinkling with pride and admiration. "We did it," he said, his voice full of conviction. "We not only survived, but we also saved countless lives." Zyra smiled at him, her gaze unwavering. "Together," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "We made a difference." And as Kael looked out at the world around him, he felt a sense of purpose and a renewed sense of hope. For they had not just survived, they had triumphed. And he knew that, no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would always be ready to face them together. As Kael and Zyra celebrated their victory, they couldn't help but reflect on the sacrifices they had made along the way. They had lost friends and comrades, and they had come face to face with the darkest parts of humanity. But through it all, they had managed to hold on to their humanity, to their sense of purpose, and to their bond. As they arrived back at their home base, they were greeted with cheers and applause. The news of their successful mission had spread, and they were being hailed as heroes. But as Kael walked towards the debriefing room, something caught his eye. It was a man in a suit, watching him from a distance. Kael's instincts told him that this man was not there to celebrate their victory, and he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck starting to rise. He motioned for Zyra to follow him, and they slowly made their way towards the man, all the while scanning their surroundings for any signs of danger. "Excuse me, sir," Kael said, his voice firm but polite. "Can I help you with something?" The man just smiled at him, a thin, almost sinister smile. "I was just passing through," he said. "I heard about your mission and wanted to offer my congratulations." Kael didn't buy it. He could sense that this man was up to something, and he knew that he couldn't let his guard down. "Thank you," Zyra said, stepping forward. "But we have to get to our debriefing now. Maybe we can talk later?" The man nodded, but Kael could still sense that something was off. He made a mental note to keep an eye on him and headed towards the debriefing room. But as he sat down and started to go over the details of their mission, his mind kept drifting back to the man in the suit. Who was he? What did he want? Chapter Eight: Kael knew that he couldn't just dismiss his instincts. He had to find out more about this man, and fast. He excused himself from the debriefing and headed towards the command center, where he knew he could access the network and run a search. As he typed in the man's name, a wave of shock and horror washed over him. The man was not just some passing well-wisher. He was a high-ranking member of the organization that they had just taken down. And he was still at large. Kael raced back to Zyra's side, his heart pounding with fear and adrenaline. "Zyra," he said, his voice urgent. "We have to get out of here. The man in the suit, he's a terrorist. He's part of the group that we just took down." Zyra's eyes widened with shock and fear. "Are you sure?" she asked. Kael nodded. "I ran a search. He's still at large. We have to go, now." They sprinted towards the exit, but they were too late. The man in the suit was waiting for them, flanked by a group of heavily armed terrorists. "Well, well," he said, his smile twisted with malice. "Looks like we have some unfinished business." Kael and Zyra knew that they were outnumbered an

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.

Narine never expected to survive. Not after what was done to her body, mind, and soul. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, the kingdom's most feared ruler, she finds herself under the protection of a man she doesn't know... and a bond she doesn't understand. Sargis is no stranger to sacrifice. Ruthless, ambitious, and loyal to the sacred matebond, he's spent years searching for the soul fate promised him, never imagining she would come to him broken, on the brink of death, and afraid of her own shadow. He never meant to fall for her... but he does. Hard and fast. And he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again. What begins in silence between two fractured souls slowly grows into something intimate and real. But healing is never linear. With the court whispering, the past clawing at their heels, and the future hanging by a thread, their bond is tested again and again. Because falling in love is one thing. Surviving it? That's a war of its own. Narine must decide, can she survive being loved by a man who burns like fire, when all she's ever known is how not to feel? Will she shrink for the sake of peace, or rise as Queen for the sake of his soul? For readers who believe even the most fractured souls can be whole again, and that true love doesn't save you. It stands beside you while you save yourself.

Luna has tried her best to make her forced marriage to Xen work for the sake of their child. But with Riley and Sophia- Xen's ex-girlfriend and her son in the picture. She fights a losing battle. Ollie, Xen's son is neglected by his father for a very long time and he is also suffering from a mysterious sickness that's draining his life force. When his last wish to have his dad come to his 5th birthday party is dashed by his failure to show up, Ollie dies in an accident after seeing his father celebrate Riley's birthday with Sophia and it's displayed on the big advertising boards that fill the city. Ollie dies and Luna follows after, unable to bear the grief, dying in her mate's hands cursing him and begging for a second chance to save her son. Luna gets the opportunity and is woken up in the past, exactly one year to the day Sophia and Riley show up. But this time around, Luna is willing to get rid of everyone and anyone even her mate if he steps in her way to save her son.

My Luna became an alpha after I rejected her : she was my Luna. I rejected her. Now she's stronger than ever and she has my son. Amelia's world shattered the day her daughter died-and her mate, Alpha Aiden of the Red Moon Pack, divorced her to reunite with his ex-girlfriend. Cast out, disgraced, and accused of poisoning her own child, Amelia was stripped of her title and driven from her pack. The next morning, her lifeless body was found at the border.They all believed she was dead.But she wasn't. Far from the ashes of betrayal, Amelia rebuilt herself-rising from rejection and ruin to become the first female Alpha of Velaris, the most powerful and respected pack in the realm. She also carried a secret Aiden never discovered:She was pregnant-with his son.Years later, fate brings them face to face once more. A deadly disease is spreading through the packs, and the only one who can stop it is the renowned doctor they thought had died. When Aiden sees the boy at her side-his eyes, his blood-he realizes the truth.He didn't just lose his Luna. He destroyed the mother of his child.And now, she's everything he's not-stronger, wiser, untouchable. Will she heal the pack that betrayed her?Will she ever let him near her heart again?Or is his punishment simply living with the consequences?

Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.

For three years, I was the perfect, invisible wife. My husband, Jaden, called the songs I poured my soul into "trash," then secretly fed them to his pop-star mistress to make her famous. Then one night, after being drugged at a gala, I woke up in a stranger's bed. It wasn't just the betrayal that shattered me; it was the soul-deep certainty that this powerful, dangerous man was my true fated mate. I fled home in a panic, only to find a message on Jaden's phone confirming my worst fears. His mistress, the woman singing my songs on the radio, was pregnant with the baby he'd always told me I was too weak to carry. The nightmare deepened when I learned the identity of the man from the hotel. He was Carter Mcclain, the ruthless Alpha King-and my husband's older brother. He looked at me with eyes that knew my secret, his cruel smirk promising that my life was now a game for his amusement. Jaden had stolen my music, my dream of a family, and my future, leaving me trapped between his betrayal and his terrifying brother. He thought he had broken me, leaving me with nothing. He forgot he left me with the rage that wrote the songs. And I was about to write their final, brutal verse.

"Anya, a 'wolfless' in a world of powerful werewolves, was invisible, drowning her sorrows and desperately lonely. One drunken text, a desperate cry for attention, accidentally reached the Alpha, pulling her into his terrifying orbit. Now, she's trapped, a pawn in his game, forced to warm his bed while he waits for his true mate, her heart breaking with every stolen moment. As a 'wolfless' in the Blackwood Pack, Anya felt like an outsider, always yearning for a connection. One night, in a drunken haze, a misdirected text meant for her best friend landed in Alpha Declan Blackwood's inbox: ""Send me something hot."" Minutes later, the most powerful, terrifying man in the Pack stood at her door, claiming her with a possessive kiss that ignited a dangerous, unwanted fire. The next morning, his cold indifference shattered her world. Publicly humiliated and instantly fired, Anya became a pariah. Her dying mother's urgent need for a million-dollar heart transplant left her with an impossible choice: accept the Alpha's cold, transactional marriage proposal or watch her mother die. She became his ""placeholder"" wife, a contract, not a partner, all while battling a confusing attraction to the man who treated her as property. Why did he demand her, only to remind her constantly of her worthlessness, especially when everyone knew he waited for his true mate? Her world crumbled when she overheard Declan tell his returning ""true mate,"" Kristin Larsen, that Anya was ""just a substitute."" Despite the crushing betrayal and a strange, unyielding pull, Anya, fueled by her mother's desperate need, vowed to survive this gilded cage and reclaim her life before she lost herself completely."

I was dying at the banquet, coughing up black blood while the pack celebrated my step-sister Lydia’s promotion. Across the room, Caleb, the Alpha and my Fated Mate, didn't look concerned. He looked annoyed. "Stop it, Elena," his voice boomed in my head. "Don't ruin this night with your attention-seeking lies." I begged him, telling him it was poison, but he just ordered me to leave his Pack House so I wouldn't dirty the floor. Heartbroken, I publicly demanded the Severing Ceremony to break our bond and left to die alone in a cheap motel. Only after I took my last breath did the truth come out. I sent Caleb the medical records proving Lydia had been poisoning my tea with wolfsbane for ten years. He went mad with grief, realizing he had protected the murderer and rejected his true mate. He tortured Lydia, but his regret couldn't bring me back. Or so he thought. In the afterlife, the Moon Goddess showed me my reflection. I wasn't a wolfless weakling. I was a White Wolf, the rarest and most powerful of all, suppressed by poison. "You can stay here in peace," the Goddess said. "Or you can go back." I looked at the life they stole from me. I looked at the power I never got to use. "I want to go back," I said. "Not for his love. But for revenge." I opened my eyes, and for the first time in my life, my wolf roared.

Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission-carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!

I gave him three years of silent devotion behind a mask I never wanted to wear. I made a wager for our bond-he paid me off like a mistress. "Chloe's back," Zane said coldly. "It's over." I laughed, poured wine on his face, and walked away from the only love I'd ever known. "What now?" my best friend asked. I smiled. "The real me returns." But fate wasn't finished yet. That same night, Caesar Conrad-the Alpha every wolf feared-opened his car door and whispered, "Get in." Our gazes collided. The bond awakened. No games. No pretending. Just raw, unstoppable power. "Don't regret this," he warned, lips brushing mine. But I didn't. Because the mate I'd been chasing never saw me. And the one who did? He's ready to burn the world for me.