Freya Parrish was orphaned at age three by her family's rival pack, which forcefully took power from the Blue Moon Pack, murdering everyone except 'Lucky Freya.'

After the death of everyone in her pack, Freya was supposed to be the ruling Omega being the only survivor, but she suffered from amnesia, leaving Alpha Hero Ian at advantage. The Omegas were never seen as worthy or relevant. They were the bitches and their pack was the most fragile. This implicated anyone from their pack because their hate came naturally. 

Alpha Hero Ian turned Freya into a slave for his pack, the Blood Moon Pack. For some reason, everyone felt intimidated by Freya, even though she was fragile. This led to everyone to hate and maltreat her, including the Alpha's rude and spoilt son, Dante Ian. As the governing rule of the Blood Moon Pack states, 'All slaves must be set free on their eighteenth birthday,' Freya got sent far away into the human world without any orientation or shelter. 

Dante on his path took over as the Alpha after the death of his father. For him to become true after, he must also bond with his mate. Desperate to make his pack whole, he goes searching for his mate, which was no other than the girl who hates even the air that he breathes. Despite all the ugliness, is there a chance for Freya and Dante to put their past and differences aside for both packs? Being the only survivor, Freya needs to bear the child of a true Alpha to avoid the extinction of the Blue Moon Pack. 

“Forgiveness is a pricey pearl that cannot be handed out with ease. It takes more than love and mate bond to win this battle.”

Twisted Mates

　　After their romantic date filled with giggles and smooching, Freya suggested they extend the night by going for a walk. Happily, they linked hands and began taking a stroll along the roaring ocean, enjoying the cool air and peaceful night.


　　"OKAY, I have to ask. What are you doing?" Her face scrunched while she watched him bend down for the second time that evening to pick up a rock and shove it in his pocket.


　　"Oh, just a tradition we did with my family," he explained. He looked away and huffed a laugh.


　　She watched him, intrigued by the soft curve of his lips as he thought over whatever this family tradition was. The night sky slowly dropped in the sky as the night turned darker, giving the stars a comfortable zone to sparkle like the perfect backdrop behind his broad chest encased in his expensive suit. His pale complexion made him


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