This is a collection of werewolf stories that will keep you on the edge of your seat, flipping through the pages and wanting more.
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Book1: Her Alpha Mate
Freya is the joy and life of the pack. All revere her as the daughter of Alpha.
She's blessed by the moon goddess. The Moon Goddess blessed her with a heart of gold.
But her mate Zack, an alpha, doesn't want her because he doesn't want a mate.
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Book 2: Her Broken Mate
Sarah is now twenty-three and still without a mate.
When visiting the packhouse, she finally found her mate.
The son of the Alpha. The hottest man she ever met.
But he is a mute.
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Book 3: Her Passion
Ava is a rogue who is forced by a new law to attend a school for werewolves for a year. There she meets her mate, a certain Alpha, who has a grudge against all rogues. Will he get the life he has always longed for, or will his pride get the better of him?
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Book 4: Her Annoying Mate
Mary James has had a pretty rough life. After being betrayed and heartbroken by both her boyfriend and her father, Mary moves to a small town to find comfort with her mother. All isn't as it seems, and soon Mary finds herself in a world she didn't even know existed outside of novels and movies. Not only does the city seem bizarre to her, but her senses sharpen, her temper gets out of control, and her hunger grows. When an arrogant, egotistical, sexy and possessive alpha male who didn't want her in the first place comes along, her life seamlessly descends into madness.

Alpha Doesn't Want A Mate

I dropped to the floor beside her and pulled her hands away from her mouth. "Why Betty? What happened?" I asked hoarsely.


She shook her head as a sob escaped her.


I bent down and wrapped my arms around her, trying to comfort her as best I could.


But part of me felt like this was my fault.


I swallowed hard and hugged her trembling form tighter to me, "B-betty, if I did this to you-"


She pulled back and stared at me in shock, her cheeks wet with tears, "No, Chance! No."


I expected her to say more, but she stood up, flushed the toilet, and began washing her hands and rinsing her mouth.


I watched her patiently, and when she finished, she sat back against the cabinets again.


She seemed hesitant to say anything, so I decided to wait patiently until she felt comfortable.


"I..." she cleared her throat, "I haven't forced myself to throw up in four years."


"Then what's changed? Why today?" I asked quietly.


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