Tara Landon has never experienced love–even worse–she’s endured a lifetime of beatings. After reaching her breaking point, she decides to run away to start a new life without anyone pinning her down or holding her back. 

However, not far into her journey, she is intercepted by soon-to-be alpha Victor Bane, a brooding, mysterious, emerald-eyed man. The thought of him scares Tara as much as it arouses her. 

She doesn’t think much of the encounter until she learns that…oh, she’s destined to be Luna of Victor’s pack. The freedom she sought is quickly ripped away from her and she must make a decision: to accept or reject her fated mate.

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“I have you for a lifetime, Tara. I can be patient,” he relayed with an erotic moan.

He looked me in the eyes, as I gestured for him to unbutton my blouse. I whispered, “You might be patient, Victor. But, it isn’t polite to keep a woman waiting.”

“What will it take for you to say yes?” he asked lustfully.

“Something you can’t give.”

The Alpha and His Outlander Luna

I suppose, in some way, having a conglomerate amount of people and things—beings, really—out there wanting to kill you should come as a sort of… compliment. 


I’m sure, in some way, it could be seen as that. 


I had somehow managed to go to a barely passing, mildly good student in university with a shitty home life and a horrible not-step-father step-father, to a werewolf of all things, mated to one of the most powerful men/werewolves this side of the world and then so on and so forth as the story unfolds. 


However, these new powers and positions of power, titles and responsibilities did indeed come with other gripes. Such as the aforementioned various amounts of things wanting to now kill me.


It would have been more beneficial to me to just burry myself under the ground in Lycosidae and never raise an ear or tail in defiance against the seemingly brutal forces of nature, who, turns out, want to kill me too. 


Chapter 161: Third Moon Rising