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To Dahlia, being sold like a commodity, while desperate old men clamored to have a taste of her was the height of degradation anyone could face, but little does she know that that was only the tip of the iceberg.

In a world where destiny is created and manipulated by the moon goddess, the last thing Dahlia expected is that a single night with the Alpha’s son would reshape her life—and not for the better, in her books.

Once the omega slave and the alpha’s plaything, Dahlia is faced with more challenges than she ever imagined. She is scarred beyond measure. Hurt, battered and desperate. 

She’s not an omega but a full blown werewolf, a werewolf with a strong dormant bloodline—a bloodline strong enough to scare even the moon goddess.

Her close proximity with Alpha Zarek had somehow managed to awaken her dormant wolf, opening her eyes to secrets she never knew about herself.

The mission had been to save herself. To get her daughter to safety and flee, so now imagine her surprise when she discovers a huge secret about him. A huge secret that has her questioning everything. 

Now hunted by the Alpha of her old pack and stalked by a vengeful man after her blood, Dahlia must navigate her tangled bond with her possessive new master. But as passion rises and secrets unravel, she must choose:

To save him and get to know about her real roots or flee— as usual. It would have been easy to take the easier route, the more predictable path but there’s a problem: She’s Alpha Zarek’s fated mate.

Dahlia was born for this moment. To have the entire world under her control. She’s not broken. She’s waiting. And she has no intention of backing down.

Their bond is a burden.

Their affection, a lie.

But the fire between them? The scorching engulfing fire burning between their veins might be real.

And even if it is, it will either unite them. Or end them.

The Alpha’s Omega Mate

I was stunned into silence, and if I wanted to be true to myself, then I would say that that was a massive understatement.

My body buzzed as several emotions coursed through my entire being, and as I watched Alpha Zarek stalk out of the room, I felt confused. Livid even, to say the least. Something about his mannerisms felt strange, and the way he looked at me so intently, so familiarly… was not the way someone who had lost his memories would.

As these thoughts plagued my mind, I gathered his dishes onto my trolley and began to wheel them out of the room when I stumbled into something— rather someone. I frowned when I came face to face with…

"Madame Berlin." My tone was flat, emotionless, portraying just much I felt about her presence— nothing.

"Have you served the Alpha?" Her clipped tone snapped back, while her eyes shone with so much mischief as she surveyed the dishes scattered on my trolley.

Pain, frustration… and three bottles of heat suppressants.