Naledi’s family was destroyed by the Cosa Nostra Mafia group - also known as the Italian pack. She escaped alone as a child and was trafficked by the Yakuza Mafia pack.

She soon learns to take care of herself in the dark world of crime and becomes a hired assassin under the pack that trafficked her - burning with a thirst for revenge for her murdered pack.

Things take another turn when she escapes being raped by the Alpha, leaving him half dead and runs away with a bounty on her head. She travels to another territory where she steals from the pack leader and is made to work for five years as an assassin to repay her debt.

On the final day of her service, Naledi is forced to attend a mating ball, where she meets Alpha Caellum - The head of the Cosa Nostra pack, her enemy’s son, and more importantly, her mate.

Another little detail? Alpha Caellum can’t be rejected.

Alpha Caellum

Scratch that. I needed him to mark me. 


Today was the second day and Caellum had not left my side. Having him around lulled the pain I felt but did nothing to the desire to bear his mark. 


All through the night, we fucked. One way or the other, he was inside me, around me, cuddling and doing everything he could to distract me from the pain. 


I was grateful for his efforts. Grateful that he was able to respect my wishes and control himself despite not wanting to overstep his boundaries. 


Caellum wanted to mark me. I could sense it. Whenever he kissed my neck, he nibbled on the spot where the mark was supposed to be. Leaving a faint mark before begrudgingly moving to other areas that needed his attention. 


His little antics didn’t go unnoticed by me. In fact, somehow, that managed to be all I wanted from him. Every time he hovered around my neck, I found myself leaning in, wanting him to take the fall, and sink his fangs in my neck. 


May I?