For as long as Isabel can remember, she’s been a rogue. Her parents are deceased; she has no pack, no mate, and no one at all except for her older brother Ben. She’s grown used to being a nobody, the butt of others’ jokes, and for the most part, alone.

But during a routine errand gone wrong, Isabel stumbles onto a pack’s territory and comes face to face with a fierce—and devastatingly attractive—shifter the likes of which she’s never seen or felt.

Isabel is certain this is her mate. But will he accept her, a nobody rogue? Or will he reject her to maintain his status in his pack?

With growing danger at every turn, Isabel finds herself in the center of a desperate war between amassing rogues and a fearsome pack, working not only to uncover the mystery of what happened to her once-happy family, but to win over the man she is certain is the love of her life.

Rejected by the Beta

Damien lets out a soft growl but the old man waves his hand, “I’m not a threat to you or your lady. I’m just telling you what I know. I’ve seen a couple of hardheads think that just because they’re ‘different’, their chances out there are better than us normies. The fools never came back.”


I exchange a look with Damien who seems to be suddenly amused at the term ‘normies’. 


“How do you know they never came back?” I ask in a low voice. “And how do you know what they were-”


“He’s has witch blood in him,” Damien comments, leaning against the bar. 


“What?” I shoot a quick look at him, surprised. “How do you know that?”


“His wrist,” Damien grabs my chin in that overly dominating way of his and turns my face in the direction of the old man’s left wrist. There are three tear shaped black mark on his inner wrist.


Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Nine