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

　　Dante was just ending the call when the sound of a loud crash hit his ears and had him cursing in surprise. He raced into the kitchen and stared, confounded, at the vision before him. Lori was very ungracefully splayed out on the floor after obviously having smacked her head against the wall if the trail of blood was anything to go by. Everyone at the table had risen from their seat and was staring down at her, wide-eyed. And Freya...well, she was leaning against the counter calmly biting into a slice of bacon as if there weren't a woman moaning and bleeding all over the floor.


　　"What the hell happened?" he demanded.


　　Freya's expression was perfectly serene when she peered up at him. "She fell." The sound of muffled laughter had his attention returning to the table to find Oswald, Jodie, Maya, Cameron, and Wyatt chuckling so hard they were shaking. Although the others were silent, none of them – not even Margaret – had been able to hold back an amused grin.


CHAPTER 80