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*

　　My body jerked as something cold and wet hit my face and I gasped, trying to get away from it. Sharp pain rushed through my arms and shoulders and I looked up, staring at my bound hands and the rope that was now keeping me hanging from a menacingly-looking hook.


　　The last thing I remembered was being dragged out of the car and hit in the back of the head. I had no idea how much time had passed since then, but the room I was in was bare, windowless, and smelling so heavy of mold and blood that I started gagging.


　　“Good morning,” a familiar voice spoke and my head snapped up, looking around the tiny space. I hadn’t noticed him until now, but Michael was standing with his arm crossed by the door right in front of me, a large bucket lying at his feet.


CHAPTER 48