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*

　　It was strange, running with Gabriel by my side and his men flanking us from all sides. It almost felt like I was in a pack again, but this time the pack was actually there to protect me, not keeping me from escaping. At least Elijah had calmed down and was now looking around with curious eyes that kept going to Gabriel.


　　My mate kept his eyes peeled, ears twitching at every louder nose as if ready to jump and protect us at the first sight of danger. My crushing guilt squeezed my throat and I tripped, almost falling along with Elijah. Gabriel’s head snapped toward me and he moved closer, his body brushing against mine as if he was planning to support my weight as we ran.


CHAPTER 33