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

I wasn’t comfortable staying in my room. Neither was I comfortable leaving the documents behind. So I left with it. I walked out of my room and made my way downstairs with the papers placed securely in my ass. 


It wasn’t easy to walk properly but I handled it like a pro. It wasn’t my first rodeo anyway. I soon walked into the reason everything seemed to be out of sorts today. 


Draken was held at gunpoint by one of the men, enclosed in a circle of armed men, pointing their guns at the man who held their master at gunpoint. 


“Drop your guns!” The man roared, looking like a deranged man. “Drop your gun or I will kill him!” 


I remained rooted to my spot, looking around with widened eyes. 


“Do not drop your gun,” Draken muttered despite the gun in his head. “Don’t fucking drop your guns.” 


The man tightened his grip on his neck, “You look like you are tired of this life, Draken.” He seethed, “One more word and I promise to send you right to hell where you belong.” 


Don't kill him