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Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance.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 oppressive silence in Rhys's apartment felt as heavy as the thoughts clearly weighing on his mind. I watched his broad shoulders flex as he poured another drink, the muscles in his back tense beneath his thin white shirt. Despite everything, my body responded to his proximity, a reaction I couldn't fully control.


"Thank you for helping me with my designs," I said, breaking the silence. "You didn't have to stand up to Alpha Orion like that."


Rhys turned, his dark eyes unreadable in the dim light. "I told you, Faye. Silver Moon Pack protects its own."


The way he said it—with such finality and authority—sent a shiver down my spine. This was the power that had drawn me to him from the first moment I'd seen him. The power that had made me accept this dangerous liaison, despite knowing his heart belonged elsewhere.


The Unyielding Heart and a Bitter Taunt