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 lead Denali into Le Creme while Elise and Marty follow behind us, and even if Denali explained to me why we were going along with this clear criminal's game, the urge to turn around and rip her to shreds grows in me. 


Inside, I feel Fabian also chomping at the bit to get his claws on the one who framed our woman, but I keep him at bay. Even if I hated it, Denali’s plan was logical. If Elise was the mastermind behind everything that happened to us, then we needed to keep her close so that we could discover any further plots she may be plotting and get the antidote to the poison that still flowed in Denali’s veins. 


“Welcome,” our waiter calls as we move forward. “Please, follow me this way.” 


Nodding, I wrap an arm around Denali and begin to move until we reach our table. Once we are seated, Marty and Elise sit across from us, and the show begins. 


Mates