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*

　　Closing the door of my bedroom with a sigh, I headed down the corridor while running a hand over my damp hair. I could still smell that horrible coffee on me, but with it was lingering the smell of her. I loved that.


　　She smelled of coffee too, but not the cheap, tasteless one they used for the drinks. She smelled of rich, flavorful coffee that lingered on your tongue and rejuvenated your soul. It had taken me some time to determine exactly why her scent was so familiar, yet strange. She smelled of my favorite coffee and a mix of fresh air and new grass. It reminded me of my past, of a time when things were simple and the most pleasant thing was watching the clouds and trying to figure out what they looked like.


CHAPTER 9