Naomi Ward is an Alpha heiress-apparent who suddenly turned rogue, running away with a secret.
Callum Black is the Alpha of the most powerful pack, searching for his missing mate after their passionate night.
Time is ticking for Callum, he needs to find her and claim her as his Luna as soon as possible, but Naomi is not like the other women he had slept with.
She is smart, she is strong and she can kill anyone who gets in her way, even if that ‘anyone’ is her own mate.
Can you hate someone you were destined to be with?
With all the baggage she comes with and all the efforts he pours, which side will win with the tug of war? *****
“You know what? If you’re going to ridicule me, then forget about this…about me. I don’t need your pity,” as I dropped my hand from his neck and tried to step back.
He growled and didn’t let me get away from him. “I just wanted to make sure that you are very sure of what you’re doing, baby girl; I didn’t pity you; in fact you are admirable.”
“Don’t call me baby girl,” I said and glared at him, "I have no interest in being your Luna."
"But you will be." He looked firmly into my eyes.

The Alpha's Escaped Luna

I mentally rolled my eyes at the heroic and somewhat dramatic entry of my father. And who the hell is he to decide, who am I going to choose as my mate!


“Your father.” My wolf grumbled moodily and I ignored him. He was behaving this way because he was worried about our mate.


She was going through her heat and he felt that he needed to be there for her. He is not wrong but I am sure she’ll be fine without us. She has been managing everything without us for the last five years.


I returned my focus to my father who was now engrossed in a conversation with Jacob and his daughter while I sat there, feeling like a fish out of water.


I shook my head and came out of the river of my own thoughts and turned towards both of them. I cleared my throat and my father turned to look at me.


“Congratulations son!” He smiled and I frowned.


“Why are you congratulating me?” I asked.


They both looked at me like I was speaking Russian.


Chapter 47 BETROTHED