Elara Veyne

"Ahh!" She writhed in a haze of moans, her body trembling with conflicting sensations. She loathed this man, yet every fiber of her being reacted to his touch. As his hands began to roam along her waist, she sucked in a sharp breath—the sudden pull of her back zipper sent a shiver down her spine. The metal slider halted at the small of her back, and as it opened, her upper back and waist were exposed, baring her skin to the cool air. "D-Don’t—mmph!" Her protest was smothered by the pillow as his fingers caressed her bare spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. With a deep, angry growl, he whispered harshly in her ear, "I'll make you forget every touch, every kiss, every thing about him. From now on, when you're with another man, you'll only see me."

Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance. But beneath her thick glasses lay a hidden crush on Rhys Knight, the pack's future Alpha and a notorious campus playboy. Rhys scoffed at mate bonds, treating relationships as disposable—until Elara's eighteenth birthday, when he publicly rejected her, turning her into the butt of every joke.

Now, Elara returns transformed—glasses discarded, her hair styled sleek and confident—and Rhys can't take his eyes off her. What if her blood holds a sacred heritage chosen by the Moon Goddess? What if the "humiliation" was part of a larger scheme? And when Rhys, the alpha who once dismissed her, kneels before her new love interest, Liam Thorne, begging for a second chance, who will claim victory in this battle of pride and passion?

Rejected by My Alpha Mate

The drive home from the office was a blur. I couldn't get Orion's words out of my head. 


Those words echoed in my ears like a death sentence. I had escaped one prison only to find myself in another, more insidious one. The realization crushed what little strength I had left.


My phone rang, displaying Gideon's name. My brother had been calling regularly since I left Silver Moon Pack, probably worried about my abrupt departure. I silenced the call, unable to summon the energy to explain what had happened. What would I even say? That I'd fled from Rhys, only to discover Orion was just as controlling?


All I wanted was to crawl into bed and disappear for a while.


When I pulled into my driveway, I noticed an unfamiliar blue sedan parked outside. Great. Probably one of Orion's people checking up on me. The thought made me clench my teeth as I slammed my car door shut.


I trudged up the walkway, fumbling for my keys when the front door suddenly flew open.


An Unexpected Lifeline Friendship, Joy, and a Mysterious Admirer