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

　　Knowing that she would never be able to come back here, regardless of what happened, Freya packed a large douchebag complete with clothes, a passport, and a few sentimental objects with the plan that she could stash it in her car ready for Friday night.


　　Unlike the other wolves, she was still new to the speed, strength and smell thing. And, more than her wolf, she was dependent on training her physical body. Her wolf was dormant in terms of physical contribution.


　　She didn't have a lot of stuff, so it wasn't hard to sift through it and only take the things she really liked or wanted. She already knew that her life would once again be left behind. Her job, the things that she was barely getting to know. It was shattering that her attempt to fix herself once more was going to be a waste.


CHAPTER 66