"You are so beautiful," A man's husky voice says. He pushes a piece of hair out of my face behind my ear as he kisses my forehead. Electricity surges through my body. Warmth begins rushing over me. I try to look up to see his face, but it's blurry.

"I want you…” He whispers in my ear as he gently licks and nips at it and begins kissing down my neck while caressing my breasts. He's making me wet and all I want is for him to never stop.

"Take me," I moan, completely surrendering my body to this man and his touch.

Arianna Erickson is the last of her bloodline, a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess. You'd think with such prestige to her name, finding her mate would be a walk in the park.  WRONG. After multiple failed attempts year after year, the pressure is on as her 21st birthday approaches. She's racing against time, and risks being stripped of her title for it to be handed over to her cousin, Alpha Fenry Magnus. Will she be able to find him before her 21st birthday or will she be too late? 

Ares Cain Martin is the future alpha of the Freedom Ridge Pack and has been tasked by his father, Alpha Lucian, with finding his mate. His father expects him to start a war to fight for his claim to the throne; the same throne an undeserving she-wolf stands to inherit.

As they both search for their mate, tragedy strikes, secrets are uncovered, special abilities are discovered, relationships are formed, and they begin to explore realms with mysterious creatures that could become their enemies or allies. Will their paths collide? Will they be on opposite sides? Or will their quests lead them to a future they never imagined?

Eternal Wolves

“To what do we owe this pleasure, Alpha?” the coven mother asked in a very husky and labored voice. 


“We come seeking your wisdom and talents,” I state in a flattering manner in an attempt to make nice with the witches. We may be still in our own pack territory, but we were definitely out of our depth in the middle of a coven of witches, even if they were white witches and friendly with our kind. 


“We are in search of answers to help one of our own.” I responded just as vaguely as she was with me. 


“We are here trying to find answers for a half-breed madam,” Ari interjected. I glared at her for her intrusion. This was still my territory before it was hers and I wanted to handle things the way I knew best from my travels and experiences with witches. 


“A half-breed you say? What half-breed do you speak of? It has been decades since one has been known to exist!” The coven mother shouted in disbelief. 


Chapter 74 - Always the Worst Timing