Precious_Muna

Freya had spent her life being ostracized and punished for her outspoken nature and unwavering loyalty to a pack that didn't appreciate her devotion. For a year, she had been treading carefully to avoid another punishment, loyal to her friends and the pack, even when they didn't deserve it. But her fragile peace was shattered when the Alpha's son demanded she become his Luna, threatening to take away everything she held dear if she refused.
As whispers of a ruthless Alpha seeking to conquer a new pack spread terror throughout the land, Freya dismissed the warnings as mere paranoia - until she found herself half-conscious, being dragged deeper into the woods with canines snapping around her neck.
With her loyalty and courage put to the ultimate test, Freya must decide: submit to the Alpha's son and risk losing herself forever, or defy him and face the wrath of the pack. But as the tyrant Alpha's presence looms closer, she realizes her choice will determine not only her own destiny but also the fate of her pack.

The Exiled wolf

As we close the bedroom door behind us, my heart thuds in my ears. In addition to having an aggressiveness that would terrify anyone, this stranger has an iron grip on me.

I long to nestle into my partner's warm embrace and feel secure. But I can't. As he carries me to the bed, my anxiety only gets stronger. As he settles me on the edge and starts to remove my jacket, the sheets creak softly. Panic is starting to set in, and my heart is pounding in my throat.

He throws the jacket to the ground after taking it off, almost with a disgusted expression. Then he stops for a minute, putting up his nose as though to take a whiff of the atmosphere. Using this as an excuse, I crawl farther onto the bed and farther away from him. I give myself a strong hug and bring my knees up to my chest. The white T-shirt that is left feels way too flimsy to be comfortable.

BLOOD ON THE STRRETS