Fate can be a funny thing. One minute, you are the beloved daughter of a powerful alpha, and the next, you're nothing more than a tool used to join forces with another strong pack. And if you don't go along with what is expected of you, the one who is using you for personal gain will make your life a living hell and destroy anything that is precious to you.
Because of this, Denali Ozera finds herself married to the cold and ruthless Rosco Torres, alpha of the Crystal Fang pack and enemy not only to her, but her entire family.  But by some weird twist of fate, Rosco isn't what others say he is, and he is even willing to help Denali get back everything that was meant to be hers.
Together, Denali and Rosco devise a plan to destroy Denali's father and her stepmother and sister. All Rosco asks for in return is Denali's mind, body, and soul.

Forced To Be His Bride-Fated To Be His Mate.

I step out of the shower to find Denali sitting on the edge of the bed, looking uncomfortable. I had to admit that it was kind of cute. Honestly, all of her expressions were adorable, and that was why I couldn’t stop the need I felt to pick on her. 


After coming to an agreement at the bar, we came home, and since I stunk of smoke and booze, I decided to get clean. Although I offered to let her shower first, Denali refused, and now she sat there on the clean comforter, getting her stink all over it. 


“Your turn,” I announce, drawing her gaze to me, and when it fixes, I don’t miss how her eyes travel across my exposed body to the top of my sweats, which hang low on my hips and then back up. “Like what you see?” 


“N-no!” She gasps, her cheeks turning a ferocious pink. “I’m just wondering if this is a habit of yours.” 


Sleep Together