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Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance.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 room spun around me as I stared at Faye Harrison—not Zara Blackwood—standing before me as Rhys's fiancée. My lips parted in shock, but no words came out.


"Elara?" Faye's perfectly made-up eyes widened, her professional smile faltering. "Is that really you?"


I swallowed hard, feeling like I'd been punched in the gut. Faye Harrison—the stunning model from Storm Crest Pack. Faye, who had once confided in me about her feelings for Orion. Faye, who had been Rhys's childhood sweetheart before their families had a falling out.


And now, somehow, she was his fiancée.


"You two know each other?" Rhys's voice cut through my stunned silence, his dark eyes narrowing suspiciously as they darted between us.


I watched as he wrapped a possessive arm around Faye's waist, pulling her closer to him. They looked perfect together—both tall, beautiful, powerful. The ideal Alpha pair that I could never have been.


"We've... met," I managed to say, finding my voice at last.


The Fiancée's Shadow and a Web of Secrets