T.H.Jessica

I was never marked, yet I fought like hell to give birth to the heir of the Silver Moon Pack. One word from Jasmine was all it took for Alpha Zander to reject me and kick me out of the pack.
At my lowest, Alpha Wilmot of the Blackthorn Pack stepped in and claimed me as his Mate.
Five years flew by. Then, out of the blue, I overheard him talking to Beta Samuel.
“Digby’s five now. We can take the blood from his heart. Get the pack doc to do it tonight. That’ll save Jasmine.”
I was frozen with shock. The man I’d trusted with my life was planning to kill my kid.
Well, two can play at that game. He’s gonna feel the pain of having his heart ripped out.

The Comeback Luna

　　The frost flowers on the windowpanes shattered suddenly. Wilmot bolted upright from Jasmine's bedside.


　　His amber eyes contracted to pinpricks in the dark.


　　Pine resin pheromones exploded from him—his Alpha instincts screamed danger.


　　"What are you talking about? She was fine yesterday!" Frost crystals crunched beneath his bare feet, wolf claws scoring the tiles.


　　"We've searched everywhere—Omega quarters, cellars, everywhere. No sign of Luna Olivia."


　　Wrapped in silver fox fur, she coughed, the violet pheromones from her healing bite mark stinging Wilmot's nostrils.


　　For a heartbeat, he was back five years ago—Olivia's honeysuckle scent as she pressed newborn Digby into his arms.


　　"Alpha Wilmot?" Jasmine's voice cut through the haze.


Chapter 7