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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 brushed past the corridors with my eyes occasionally darting over my shoulders, because for some weird reason, I still felt like Sadie would do something, or tell someone about Madame Berlin's near death experience, and the role I had played in it.

No one spared me a glance. No one looked at me for a second longer, and no one talked to me— as per usual.

The heap of fine silk materials rested heavily in my arms, weighing me down as I rushed into the main palace— to the Alpha's chamber— where I had been asked to deliver them; and as I went, I couldn't help but feel squirmish. I couldn't help but think back to the last time I was here.

My face flared up with heat at the thought of the Alpha's arms around my body, and as much as I had tried to bury the events of that night at the back of my mind, walking down this path stirred up those memories I tried to suppress.

Give me a breather!