EmmalineFadaini

Scarlett O'Hara lost her father unexpectedly on her birthday. She had no idea about the werewolf world until the night of the red moon when she got attacked in the woods by an animal she had thought was a beast with red eyes. 

The beast bit her and nearly killed her, but for some reason, she survived.

Scarlett’s perfect life began to turn upside down when she turned into a werewolf and met Simon. The Alpha. He was the werewolf who had bitten her on the night of the red moon and transformed her into one of his own. A Theta she-wolf, as well as his luna. 

Simon’s mission was to keep killing humans in order to draw the hunter's attention so he could exact his revenge on them for killing his parents. He had no intention of falling in love but now that he has gotten himself a Luna by accident, what will he do? Not only has he gotten himself a mate but also someone who shares the same strengths as him. 

Scarlett found out that her father’s death was not an accident but instead was killed by a werewolf. She joined the pack in order to look for the murderer but as she stayed longer, she discovered some secrets. The man she is mated to isn't what he seems.

Alpha Simon Rejected Me As His Mate

The girls passed weed to one another while giggling in the car. After getting wasted and passing out that morning, they had taken a break from it. Later that evening, after leaving the house, they had only continued. Scarlett swiveled around to face the back seat and gestured at the marks made on her seat. "I told you it was exactly the same," 


"I think this is starting to look like a fairytale." Avery said, taking the weed out of her mouth and giving it to Cornelia. That afternoon, they both mastered smoking. Surprisingly, the first time Cornelia tried it, she didn't cough. "I mean, I still can't imagine this appearing in your car just like that." 


"Believe me, I'm just as shocked as you are," She really was, but something wasn't quite right. She continued to study the lines and recalled seeing something similar in the past. A night ago, perhaps? Scarlett couldn't fix that, though. She clenched her hands and peered at her nails. She looked at them.


Enticing Tucker!