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

　　Freya jerked back, gaping and scowling. "What the hell are you doing?"


　　"Why would you cover it with a shirt?"


　　"Your mark. A female wears her male's mark with pride, you're covering yours. Don't tell me that you are not pleased with it? Women would bow at my feet to have me mark them."


　　Totally thrown by the sudden turn about in the conversation, Freya was pretty much speechless.


　　"Freya," he drawled menacingly before demanding, "Answer my question."


　　His bullying tone had her straightening in her seat. "Look, over-entitled boy, I don't know what your problem is – though I'd held myself up until this moment, don't think that pushing further won't get you a punch. To add to it, I will give you a broken nose and rib for doing such without telling me. Go take care of your problems yourself. Stop trying to make me a part of it."


CHAPTER 59