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

“Attai,” Draken breathed as soon as his eyes fell upon me. “You are dressed.” He said in an accusing tone. 


“It’s late.” I replied, leaving the shelf and walking closer to him. “If you hadn’t locked this door, I probably would be passed out on my bed right now.” 


“I have a big bed, Attai.” He stepped closer to me, “You could be laying in my bed right now, except you wouldn’t be passed out, we’d be doing other things.” His eyes glistened with mischief. 


“Maybe it’s a good thing I locked the door.” His nose lingered on the skin of my neck. “I want you.” His hands tightened around me possessively. “I want to possess you. Mark you as mine.” 


His lips peppered kisses on the skin of my neck, then I felt his fangs nip on my skin. I stepped out of his hold, refusing to let him do anything stupid. Draken didn’t like the space between us, his face turned dark and when he made to speak, I placed a finger on his lips. 


Korah was dead.