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 stare down into Denali’s eyes, taking in the desire and hunger that are beginning to form in them, and I can’t help but feel a sense of pride. 


“My princess,” I murmur, pressing my lips against hers while running a hand down her side, so a whimper of excitement escapes her. “All mine.” 


Sighing, she closes her eyes and wiggles her hips, inviting me to do more than just kiss and caress her. 


Smirking, I kiss her lips once more and then begin my descent down her body, only stopping long enough to take her nipples into my mouth so I can begin to lick and bite them. Soft moans escape Denali as I continue with my attack, and only when the strong scent of her arousal attacks my nose do I continue to kiss down her stomach to the hem of her pants. 


A Phone Call