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 hang up the phone and look around the room, trying to see exactly what I should pack. Although I was slightly uneasy about Rosco’s sudden phone call and then his insisting that we go somewhere for a week, who was I to argue with his decision? 


Sighing, I move toward the dresser and pull open the first drawer, which contains lacy bras and underwear in many different colors, all curtesy of Rosco. Since I didn’t have much when I moved in, he made sure to go crazy buying me things. 


Letting a small smile play across my lips, I lift a red number that does nothing for covering things and begin to wonder what Rosco would think if he saw me in it and the matching thong, but before I can decide to change into it as a surprise, when the man himself showed, I spot the pocket watch that I brought with me. 


“Mom,” I murmur, picking it up and holding it in my hand. 


Beach House