"She is a murderer!"

Everything changed for Anaiah Ross when she inadvertently killed someone following her first unexpected Shift into her wolf.

Now hated, abused, and mistreated by the members of her pack, her fated mate, Alpha Amos, rejected her instantly and ordered her thrown into the dungeons.

Her heart shattered almost instantly and begrudgingly, accepted his rejection, resigning herself to a life of misery at the mercy of her pack.

But on her eighteenth birthday, fate seemed to take pity on her and revealed her Second Chance mate as non other than a dangerous and powerful Lycan King, but Amos realizes that he simply can't let her go.

With two men fighting for her attention and desperate to win her love and acceptance, her life becomes increasingly complicated. 

Anaiah discovers sinister plots at work and fights to discover the true power that will change the course of her life for good, making her the prime target for the evil that lurks in the shadows.

Can Anaiah survive the evil thrown at her and finally, find happiness with the man that she chooses? Or will she succumb to the darkness and lose herself, and everything she knows completely?

The Lycan’s Rejected Mate

　　Our ride home from the countryside was delightful, my mate had his hand up my inner thigh the whole way as he drives, and since I was in a playful, I kept arousing him purposely. He had a huge bulge in his pants and he cussed


　　"Fuck baby," He mutters as I caress his chest. I smile sheepishly at him,


　　"What, I'm just touching my mate, since when is it a crime,"


　　"Can you do more than touch then?"


　　I laugh and skillfully get over to the driver's seat, straddling him. Leondre didn't stop driving as I rocked my hips against him. I successfully pulled his pants down my took his hard dick. I moved up and down sensually, erotically just to drive him crazy, he was driving so he wanted a quickie but not on my watch. My hips were rotating slowly and he growled and cussed at how good it was. I was nibbling his neck and bouncing on him when the car came to an abrupt stop with a screeching sound.


　　"Faster," He murmurs, kissing my throat.


CHAPTER 75 I'm Pregnant, Three Weeks