Starting from being best friends to slowly departing as strangers and developing into the relationship of victim and bully, Aria's connection with Hunter didn't have any other specks to grow but when fate puts them under the spell of its own-The unexpected occurs, and on Aria's eighteenth birthday which she expected to be the best day of her life, becomes her worst nightmare.

It turned out that her mate is none other than Hunter Rodriguez.

On one hand, there was Hunter's realization of his mistake and his attempts to earn his mate's forgiveness and on the other hand, there was Aria's fight to resist the mate bond and her feelings for Hunter that grew without any boundaries.

And once the sudden mysterious rouge attacks began to take over putting everyone's lives in danger; For the pack in need of a Luna --Aria and Hunter had to work together to overcome the storm. And....the destined bond demanded to be felt. 

But in this ever-growing fire and electric pull between them, there were someone's dark intentions and greed for power that threatened to tear them apart and Aria unknowingly became the main attraction of the real enemy who wanted to claim her at any cost. 

Is Aria going to succeed in keeping her feelings for the irresistibly handsome Alpha away or will she see through the blessing she considered a curse? What if before any of these could happen that the unknown enemy sheltering under the pack might win and destroy everything?

HER  TORMENTOR  ALPHA

　　I woke up to Hunter's gentle caresses. I felt his light kisses from on the side of my neck traveling towards my cheek and the corner of my mouth.


　　A smile fought to become visible on my face and I moved closer to him, resting my hands on his chest and burying my face into his neck as I inhaled his scent. As always, he smelled heavenly.


　　"So you are awake," He spoke and pulled me even closer.


　　"Did you sleep well, baby?" he asked and rubbed the pad of his thumb over my waist.


　　"Yeah," I whispered, focusing more on taking in his scent rather than paying attention to his question and he was well aware of it.


　　If I was being completely honest, I had to admit that the feel of his bare body against mine even though I was covered by a shirt did feel like the most pleasurable thing in the world.


　　God certainly created Hunter to beat perfection.


　　"Your wound, is that hurting anymore?"


　　I shook my head in response and pressed my nose against the skin on his neck.


CHAPTER Forty