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Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance.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

I watched the color drain from Orion's face as my words sank in. His eyes widened, shock replacing the defensive stance he'd maintained moments before.


"What did you just say?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.


"You heard me." I crossed my arms over my chest, refusing to back down. "Rhys Knight is my mate. The same Rhys Knight you've been badmouthing for four years."


Orion's eyes narrowed, disbelief evident in his expression. "That's impossible. You're Elara Croft."


"No, I'm Elara Vance. I changed my last name when I came here." The truth felt liberating after years of hiding. "I ran away from Silver Moon Pack after Rhys rejected me."


His face cycled through shock, confusion, and finally, anger. "You've been lying to me for four years?" he demanded, the hypocrisy of his accusation not lost on me.


"I never lied to you, Orion," I threw his own words back at him. "You never asked if I had a mate."


Between Betrayal and a Binding Vow