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 shove deep into Denali while she claws at my skin. Dammit, this woman was going to be the death of me. She could act so insecure and innocent one minute and so fucking seductive the next. I was sure she had no idea just what she did to me every time she asked me to do things to her. 


“Say my name, princess,” I hiss, quickening my thrusts. 


“Rosco,” Denali moans, wrapping her legs around my waist. “That’s it, Rosco, harder.” 


Fuck, I promised myself I wouldn’t get rough with her until I was sure she was used to this, but the need to fuck hard and ruthlessly was starting to take over. Fuck it. What was the worst that could happen if I let my feral side out? She would tell me to stop, and I would do just that, but what if she became afraid? Dammit, this was frustrating. 


“Hey,” she murmurs, sliding her hands to rest on my cheeks. “What’s wrong?” 


What was wrong? I was fighting an inner battle, and my rational side was quickly losing. 


A Visitor