What would you do if you were fated to someone whose heart belongs to another? Would you fight for control, or simply exit, stage left? This is the big question playing through Luciano's mind. Luciano is a werewolf. His mate is human. A married human. Will fate prevail? Or will he walk away?

Sometimes fate just has to mess with a good thing. Hopefully it has a good reason. Hello, my name is Amber Rayne, and this is my story. 
As I stood in front of my stove watching the gurgling pot of sauce, I couldnt help but sigh in contentment at how my life was going. Perfect husband, works hards, and loves harder. 

As I stand in the field surrounded by a multitude of bodies and covered in blood, I can't help but think of what brought me here. My mate. Or lack thereof. I have searched to the ends of the earth since the day I turned 18 but to no avail. She doesn't exsist. It's the only reason I can imagine. Why the MoonGoddess feels I do not deserve love is beyond my ability to understand.

Already Taken

I walked out of my room, sweatpants and a clean t-shirt, and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. Running my hand through my hair, lost in thought and needing an escape, 


my Beta, Taylor, walks in dressed to impress. I couldn't help the humorless laugh that escaped my lips. Always the hopeful, I thought. 


"Hey man, we're heading into town to celebrate our victory. You should come. It's not good to stay in this house all the time." he boost with more enthusiasm than I care to be around. 


"No". He should really know better than to waste my time by now. 


As if reading my thoughts, "I'm not giving up, ya know." And with a smirk on his face, he took off out the door. 


I know he means well, but it's still useless. He's known me since we were just pups and my dad was Alpha. When things were simple. When my mind is set, no one can make me bend. Without her , I'll never be less than cruel. 


Seeing as I have nothing better to do tonight, I head out for a run. I need the release. To feel the rush as my muscles bunch and contract. The power pulsing through my veins. It's the only taste of relief I'm allowed. I'm a monster. And monsters don't deserve luxuries. 


I get to the store, wasting no time entering. I'm a woman on a mission. The dressing mission. 


I can't help but snicker at the silly thought. I skip the aisles I have no interest in, my mind on the only thing I need. It's not that I mind being here, in fact I normally love coming here. The store itself is a quant little country store with all the trimmings of the great outdoors. Plants decorate each corner, ivy adorns the tops of all shelves, and lets not forget the lovely sign when you enter that screams 'Welcome Home'. Absolutely adorable, and considering the friendly patrons who own the place, it truly is a homey store. Every smiles when they see you, help is always just one word away, and they know you by name. 


 I grab the dressing I so eagerly came here for and bee line for checkout. I pay the meager $2.79 and head out to my car. 


Upon exiting the store, I can't help but notice the well-built, attractive man jogging out from the border of the woods. 'That's odd', I think to myself. Who in their right mind would want to go in there when there are so many dangers lurking about. Call me guarded, but those woods can't possibly be safe. Not even for someone with as many muscles as him. I've heard stories of our local woods being residence to wolves. No matter how few or many, I wouldn't be caught alone with one of those animals. Don't get me wrong, I love all animals. But wolves, I prefer not to become their dinner. 


What is wrong with me. What this man choses to do or not to do is his decision. Why I feel the need for concern is beyond me. I guess the mother in me is in full swing tonight. Oh well, it's not my business. 


As I go to take my eyes off of him, his heads snaps up and our gazes lock. My heart speeds up and my breath catches. I feel like the world has halted it's turn. Everything has fallen away except for him and me. It takes what seems like an eternity to realize I'm staring. What is wrong with me? I'm married. I have children. This isn't me. 


I ran. With everything I had. Trees flew by, animals scurried. I put all of my hatred into every sprint, every strain of my muscles. The feel of freedom is amazing. This is exactly what I needed so badly. As I neared the edge of town, I slowed down as not to attract attention to myself. 


As I step out of the shadows and into the light, the unthinkable happens...


Chapter 3