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.

Soft moans escape Denali’s lips as her tongue moves with mine. They’re intoxicating, and they make me want to know what other noises she was capable of making. Pressing myself harder against her, I let my hands begin to trail along her exposed back, down to just above her ass, but when I’m about to take things a step too far and touch her ass, she pulls away and stares up into my eyes. 


For a moment, she looks almost confused, but when her eyes widen and she turns to hurl, I know that any moment we may have been having is over. 


Reaching out, I lift her hair and hold it while I rub soothing circles against her skin until she manages to compose herself a bit. 


“Why don’t you go sit down, and I’ll have our waiter bring you some water?" I murmur, beginning to lead Denali back to the table. 


“Don’t wanna,” she mutters, giving me a defiant look. “I’m…” 


Tease Her