Annabelle Writes

Delilah Rivers, a half-human outcast in the Moonhaven Pack, faces constant ridicule for her inability to shift. Rejected by her mate and burdened by her mother’s forbidden union, she flees her pack, only to be captured by Prince Caspian of the Goldencrest Pack, who mistakes her for a rogue. Caspian soon discovers she is not only the niece of Alpha Rowan but also his mate, though Delilah’s human heritage prevents her from sensing their bond.

At Goldencrest, Delilah’s fiery spirit clashes with Caspian’s arrogance, even as their attraction grows. Determined to prove her strength, Delilah uncovers her uncle’s dark secrets, including his role in her parents’ deaths and a conspiracy involving Lucian, Caspian’s vengeful brother. As Delilah’s dormant powers awaken, she becomes key to uniting the fractured packs.

Betrayed by her cousin Theo and doubting her place in the werewolf world, Delilah finds solace in her love for Caspian. When rogue attacks escalate, she shifts into a wolf for the first time, severing her human side to protect the packs. Theo redeems himself through sacrifice, while Delilah defeats Lucian, securing peace.

Emerging as the new werewolf queen alongside King Caspian, Delilah’s bravery transforms her from a ridiculed outcast to a celebrated leader. She regains her human side, finding balance and a brighter future with Caspian by her side.

Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince

I step into Caspian's chambers, shutting the door behind me as quietly as possible. My heart still pounds from the confrontation with Eden, but it stops altogether when I see him pacing. 


His shoulders are tense, fists clenched at his sides, his expression unreadable. He turns sharply, and his piercing gaze locks onto mine. 


"Where were you?" His voice is low, measured—but there’s an unmistakable edge to it. "I told you to wait for me." 


I open my mouth, prepared to explain, but before I can utter a word, his eyes drop to my arm. 


The bandage is stark white against my skin, and he stills, his jaw tightening. 


"What happened?" He strides toward me, grabbing my wrist carefully but firmly, his fingers grazing the gauze. Then his voice drops into a dangerous growl. "Who did this?" 


"I was getting to that," I murmur, feeling the warmth of his grip seep into my skin. 


His grip tightens slightly. "Tell me now." 


Chapter 28