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*

　　“Thank you for coming,” I said, trying to keep my voice pleasant as I reached out to shake Christian’s hand. He hesitated before doing the same, his lips pursing into a thin line as I motioned to the table waiting for us.


　　Once I was well enough to walk and the stitches were out of my body, the first thing I did was call Christian to make sure Elijah was alright. Once I was sure Michael hadn’t gotten his hands on the boy, I asked him to meet. He refused, but once I told him Stella had been taken, he changed his tune.


　　Now that we were both sitting down at one of the corner tables at the most expensive restaurant in the city, I was starting to feel nervous for the first time in my life. I had met with so many powerful people here and secured more deals than I cared to count, but as I looked at him suddenly wearing a strict business suit and a cold expression that made him look like his father, I felt a hint of intimidation pass through me.


CHAPTER 51