Haunted by dreams and hunted by shadows, Eliza returns to the Navajo reservation to repay a long-standing debt-but the past is waiting for her, fanged and furious. What should have been a simple act of redemption spirals into a deadly game of survival, where ancient magic stirs, brutal shapeshifters roam, and tribal secrets refuse to stay buried. At the heart of it all is the powerful alpha wolf who once claimed her heart-and shattered it. As danger draws closer and the line between predator and prey blurs, Eliza must confront the truth about who she is and what she's meant to become. To survive, she'll have to embrace the wild within... or be consumed by it. In a world of blood and betrayal, love is the most dangerous weapon.
She was trapped.
With her back against the rocky cliffs , there was nowhere left to go - no place to run. From the darkness , she could see his radiant silver eyes – hungry eyes that would devour her body and soul. Eliza searched for a way to escape , but it was no use.
Then he emerged from the shadows. Beneath the light of the moon , he appeared ethereal - almost divine. Her knees grew weak and she felt as if the breath had been knocked out of her. No matter what she did , she could not pull enough oxygen into her lungs.
Reaching behind her , Eliza's hand searched for something to hold onto to – anything that would keep her on her feet. It was impossible to tear her eyes from the tall - powerful figure steadily moving in her direction.
A soft breeze teased at the long black hair that fell across his wide shoulders , making him seem even more feral than he already did.He stood before her - his natural splendor illuminated by the pale moonlight. The magnetic allure of his eyes drew her in – coaxing her to surrender her will.
A familiar feeling of warmth stirred deep within her. She could not still the trembling as heat coursed through her body like liquid fire. Now he was in front of her - so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body. Her eyes were drawn to the sight of muscle moving beneath the smooth skin of his chest.
Air rushed from her lungs when she felt his firm thigh forcing her legs apart. There was no time for thought or protest. His mouth was on her throat and she could feel his sharp teeth scraping against her tender flesh.
She felt no fear , only an intense - all consuming heat. Her need for him erupted into something beyond anything she could comprehend. Fear clawed at her consciousness. She was afraid of what he was - of what he could do to her , but her body betrayed her.
Like an animal , instinct took over. Her hands went to his shoulders and she pulled him closer. His mouth claimed hers and she found herself being pulled into an inferno that threatened to overwhelm her entire being. It was only the pain of his teeth nipping at her kiss-swollen lips that kept her from slipping away to that point of no return.
Suddenly she was being ripped from her dream world. No matter how hard she tried , she could not hold on to him. The vision evaporated like puffs of smoke rising into an endless sky.
Eliza's eyes fluttered open. She still trembled with the need her dream had invoked. But something had awakened her?
The stiff muscles in her back and shoulders screamed in protest as she tried to get into a sitting position. Sleeping in the front seat of her car was probably not one of the wisest things she'd ever done , but she'd been too tired to keep driving.
Eliza looked around the empty rest stop. She was in the middle of nowhere - someplace between Wolfmoon and Howlingwater. It wasn't really a rest stop , but more of a pull off with a small table and an outhouse.
Her eyes strayed to the half moon suspended high above the rocky cliffs to the east. Eliza noted that it had moved little since she'd pulled over and closed her eyes. She probably hadn't slept longer than an hour , but maybe it was enough that she could make it the rest of the way to Howlingwater.
The last thing she needed was to end up driving her car off the side of the road because she was too sleepy to drive. She'd only meant to rest her eyes for a few minutes , but had quickly fallen into a deep sleep.
Like most nights , her dreams were haunted by visions of Noah. It had been months since she'd left the Navajo Reservation. She'd hoped to hear from him , but there hadn't been a word. According to Uncle Jimmy , no one had seen him since she'd been gone.
The fact that he was keeping a low profile didn't surprise her , considering the threat of the Shapechangers. But still , why hadn't he at least sent word that he was okay?
The low - ominous growl sent shards of fear into her heart. It was coming from just outside her car. Eliza's eyes flew to the window. At first all she could see were shadows , but suddenly one of those shadows moved.
Her heart jumped into her throat. Nightmarish visions scrambled to the front of her mind. Once again the memories were crowding in on her - memories that she'd spent the last several months trying to forget.
Her time in Arizona would be forever tainted by the murders of her parents and best friend. Noah had warned her to stay away.
The Shapechangers would do anything to bring the alpha wolf do his knees , even if that meant killing the one they'd created to destroy him. Is he were to die , she would still serve her purpose. Killing her would distract Noah and prevent the Changing.
It had taken all her strength to keep from returning to the reservation to find him , but then Trevor Coppola had called and asked for her help. He'd been arrested for the murder of a young Navajo woman.
Trevor claimed he had nothing to do with it , and though she might be a little crazy , Eliza believed him. Trevor's family was deeply involved with the Navajo witches more commonly known as Shapechangers.
In fact , most people on the reservation believed Trevor Coppola himself was a Shapechangers.
Unlike the Sinapu , who were true shifters , the Shapechangers were evil practitioners of the dark arts. According to legend , the Tchin'dih were demons that possessed the bodies of the Shapechangers.
It was these demons that gave them their power. Trevor's people were Shapechangers , but he hadn't embraced the Tchin'dih. Because Trevor had once saved her life , Eliza decided to make the trip back to Arizona to see what she could do to help.
Returning to the reservation brought back all her old fears and anxieties. Was it possible that anxiety was causing her mind to play tricks on her? Maybe there wasn't really anything out there in the dark.
Forcing herself to breathe , Eliza tried to remain calm.It was nothing. There was no way they could have tracked her already. Eliza froze. The growls had now turned to snarls. Something crashed against the car so hard that it rocked.
Startled , Eliza shrieked in terror , but quickly clasped her hand over her mouth. She reminded herself that screaming would accomplish nothing but to let them know she was afraid.
The Shapechangers would feed off her fear and become stronger. She had to think. It had to be Shapechangers. They wanted to scare her.
If they terrorized her , she would be that much easier to subdue. Shaking , Eliza turned the key in the ignition. Nothing happened. The starter wouldn't even turn over.
He stood at the door and looked at us, lowering his voice and growling, "What the fuck are you doing, Stella? Do you have to have sex with another wolf in our room the day before our wedding anniversary?!" 'No, no, I didn't! Tristan, it's not like that!' I screamed in my mind. I wanted to explain to him, to ask for his help, but I didn't have the strength to sit up or speak. I could only helplessly watch Tristan' expression change from anger to disappointment to indifference, and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. "I should have known you were like this, Tristan. I knew it when we got engaged. You're so promiscuous that it makes me sick. I think it's time for us to end this alliance." No, Tristan, no... Tristan looked at me coldly and said the words that broke my heart: "I, Tristan Welsey of BloodyClaw Pack, officially reject you, Stella Graymond of Red moon Pack." "You are no longer my Luna and no longer the BloodyClaw Pack's Luna," Tristan said, turning and leaving. Our mating had sealed a fragile peace between our packs. We weren't true mates, but we'd built something-fragile, maybe, but real to me. On the night of our engagement, I was framed as for infidelity. Tristan didn't hesitate. He didn't let me explain before he furiously rejected me. As I left the packgrounds, my heart torn open, my half-sister appeared-Charlotte. Her face twisted into a sneer. "Finally out of the way," she said before thrusting a silver blade into my side. My last breath came with the truth-I'd been betrayed by them both. But death was not the end. The Moon Goddess found me. She showed me the truth. She gave me a choice. And I chose vengeance. Now reborn before the tragedy, I will uncover every lie, unmask every traitor, and make them pay. But nothing is ever that simple... because this life is filled with a lot of twists and turns.
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Everything has with a price. Including her. I'm Damien Anderson. I run this city. Control is everything to me. In business, in pleasure-I never give up the upper hand. So when a stubborn little thing dares to defy me, it gets under my skin. Makes me want to break her, own her, make her beg for everything I know she needs. That fire in her green eyes? I want to watch it flicker and fade into sweet submission. I give her an offer she can't refuse-thirty days in my bed, and her money problems disappear. No strings. No emotions. Just my wealth in exchange for her innocence. But Lily isn't just another deal. She's an obsession. A weakness I never saw coming. And now? I don't care about the contract. She's mine. And I'm never letting her go.
One glance. One touch. One note of her mesmerizing voice, and I'm undone. Like a dream I never want to escape, she draws me in, wrapping me in her presence. Consumed. Overcome with need. Fueled by an unshakable desire to claim her as mine. One night, I take more than she's ever given, and it only leaves me craving more. Needing more. Desperate for more. She's the one I've waited for my entire life. And I'll be damned if I let anyone-our families included-stand between us. She trusts me. Yearns for me, just as I ache to possess her. Forever. But fate throws a twist we never saw coming. A curveball no one could have predicted. Still, I cling to her light. She's my Angel. Something about her-about us-makes me believe I've found heaven on earth. She's now my world and I'm never letting her go. Not now. Not ever.
Adeline I was already regretting this blind date when my ex walked into the restaurant-hand in hand with his new girlfriend. The urge to disappear hit me hard, so I did what any self-respecting woman would do . I ran to the ladies' room, unfortunately for me , it was a men's room... and so I had no choice but to climb out the window. Except I didn't exactly stick the landing. Instead, I tripped, tumbled into the dumpster, and almost got shot by a criminal who was on the run from a hot cop. --- Kenneth I was staking out a notorious drug dealer, waiting for the perfect moment to move in. Everything was going smoothly-when a woman fell-yes, fell-from the restroom window and almost got shot by the suspect. The suspect bolted. My cover was blown. And the woman? She looked up at me with the most stunning eyes I'd ever seen... and then tried to run. I caught her before she could get away. Annoyed as hell, I slapped cuffs on her. She was livid. I was livid. But the only thing worse than losing my target? The fact that I couldn't stop staring at her. And I had a feeling that wasn't going to change anytime soon.
My past is a locked door. Sealed shut. Guarded by the lies I tell to survive. A mask. A façade. A carefully crafted illusion. But no disguise is perfect. No wall is unbreakable. And he-relentless, unyielding- shatters through every barrier I built. He gets too close. Sees too much. Draws me in with a fire I can't control. Our connection is raw, reckless- a beautiful kind of destruction. But love is dangerous. Secrets are deadly. And there's one truth I swore he'd never know. One part of me I refuse to expose. Because he's just as fractured as I am. And together, we might be the only thing standing in our way.
Carrying a child left Adeline trapped in marriage to the ruthless and unhinged Waylon, and everyone doubted she'd survive to see the baby's first breath. Filled with dread but determined, she carefully won him over and soon became his lethal obsession. Yet on the day she planned to escape, Waylon drove their car to a cliff's edge, foot hovering over the gas. "I'm sorry, love—did you just say divorce?" His fingers skimmed her cheek, his tone a deadly whisper. "Defy me, and you pay." Later, drenched in blood and rain, he knelt before her, trembling, and pleaded, "Tell me how to keep you here."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.