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.

Anger and happiness mix with one another as I continue to stare straight ahead. How the fuck could such a precious moment be ruined like this? Was the goddess playing some sort of fucking joke with me? No. That wasn’t what was going on; this was just more confirmation that Elise was, in fact, Denali’s twin, and as such, she would also be mated to me, but fuck, this was frustrating. 


Seeming to catch onto my mood and clearly still dazed from the moment that we just shared, Denali moves forward, but before she can take a few steps, Elise is moving, rushing toward me, and when she reaches, she stops and lifts her large eyes toward me. 


Once a fucking gain, I feel the pull of the bond, and it pisses me off, as does the look of fucking hope that is beginning to form in Elise’s eyes. 


“Rosco,” she breathes, clearly trying to look innocent and enticing. “I was just…” 


“Don’t,” I snarl, shoving her away from me. “Don’t you fucking dare.” 


I Trust You