J.S.Hart

I am strong. I am a survivor. I am... free.
It has been almost six years since I escaped my pack, my abusive alpha, my painful memories. Six years of struggle, of hiding and running, but also of joy and laughter and... life, wonderful life. Six years, but the nightmares haven’t stopped completely. Now they are back stronger than ever.
When I went back to the university for my last semester, I expected that my biggest problem would be graduating while working multiple jobs and taking care of my kid. It didn’t even cross my mind that I would meet my fated mate on the first day of school and realize that the past I worked so hard to leave behind had finally caught up with me. 

So now if I want to survive, I have to go against my fate and my heart and do the hardest thing in the world: reject him.

But how do you reject someone who is determined to make you fall in love with him?

The Alpha's Blood*

　　“He’s out,” I said with a sigh as I closed the door to my bedroom and strode back to the living room. It had taken me a while to realize it, but the best cure for anxiety and heavy thoughts was having a tiny ball of endless energy snuggled against you and playing with your hair.


　　After I had got home from campus, Chris and Elijah were in the middle of making dinner. We had eaten while I listened to Elijah rave about everything that happened in kindergarten, speaking with so much excitement, that I felt my heart break a little at the idea of telling him we have to move away. Again.


　　I had spent the entire evening playing cards and games with him, watching the kid’s channel and snuggling into his warm, soft skin, to the point where he told me I was smothering him. Chris had watched us silently as if he knew something was up, but unlike this morning, he didn’t say anything.


CHAPTER 6