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Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance.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 stared at my phone, my mother's desperate pleas still echoing in my ears. Something was wrong—terribly wrong. In all the years since I'd left, she'd never sounded so frightened. My hands trembled as I shoved clothes into my suitcase, my mind racing.


"I can do this," I whispered to myself, though my wolf whimpered inside me. "I can face him again."


Four years I'd spent building walls around my heart, creating a life where Rhys Knight couldn't hurt me anymore. And now, with one phone call, those walls were crumbling.


My bedroom door creaked open, and I jumped, half-expecting to see Rhys's imposing figure. Instead, my roommate Kira poked her head in.


"Are you really leaving?" she asked, eyeing the open suitcase on my bed.


I nodded, unable to meet her eyes. "My mom needs me."


"But what about..." She hesitated. "What about Orion?"


The question made my chest tighten. What about Orion? The man who'd given me sanctuary, purpose, and something dangerously close to love.


The Summons Back A Prophetic Revelation