Summer Pen

I've been hunted by nightmares, fear and regrets my whole life, and I'm not willing to put others in danger of what might come for me.
But what do you know, destiny has a way of playing games.

There's a saying among shifters— Never reject an Alpah—. Well that's what I've done, and I'm learning the hard way.

Jerome Knight is the Alpha of the woodlands pack, and my mate. One who I'm not at all ready to accept.
He doesn't take no for an answer. After all, I never thought he ever got denied anything he wanted and I certainly won't be the first person he accepts a NO from.

I either choose yes or yes. Or he'll force me by hook or crook. Even if it means bullying me into accepting him as my mate.

Bullied To Submission

My wolf was raging in my head, trying to convince me that it was a bad idea to leave our mate like that, but what could I do? I couldn't force her to accept my help if she didn't want it. My instincts screamed at me to get back into the room and make her see who was the dominant one, maybe the rabbits were right, I was getting soft and easy, I was being too lenient.


I stopped when I saw Josh running towards me, worry and anger clearly evident in his face, and that was saying something, Josh never worried about anything.


"We found a vampire on pack grounds, he's barely breathing, he has cuts all over his body and he's not healing."


I didn't wait for him to finish speaking before I began walking towards the iron gate that seperated my house from the others.


Reaching the packs dungeon that was on the other side of my house, I frowned when I saw him, his hair was white, round face, plump red lips, and a physique to die for, but he was currently covered in wounds that weren't healing.


She escaped: Again