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“Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. Emily became the laughingstock of the pack on her 18th birthday and never expected the Alpha's son to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that her mate has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, she disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a respected high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate. Will her mate figure out it is her? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?

Warning: This is a dark romance. This story contains bullying, abuse, torture, physical violence, branding, manipulation, and other dark themes. For mature readers only (18+). They branded me worthless. My own father told them to hold my face while he wrote the word worthless on my forehead with hot iron. "Make sure she knows what she is before we give her away," he said, laughing ruthlessly. When I was four years old, he paid a pack witch to seal my wolf only because he learnt that I was the white Luna. The first one born in a hundred years. So they made me suffer four twenty years. Chained me to the dungeon beneath our house, and broke my body again and again until I couldn't scream anymore, then poured water over me so they could start again. My brothers did nothing. My stepmother folded her arms and smiled. My stepsister shredded my dress in front of the whole school and called it a lesson. When my father decided to hand me over to three Alpha heirs like a damaged property with a warning carved into my skin so they would never make the mistake of thinking I was more, they never knew that I was more powerful than what they could ever imagine. Just when I was about to give up, the bond snapped and the three alpha heirs fell on their knees at my feet and everything my father feared came back to haunt him. "Who dares touch what belongs to us?"

Sienna Cole doesn't believe in wolves, mates, or love at first sight. She believes in rent, in her little brother's medical bills, and in the new physiotherapy job that finally pays enough to cover both. She does not believe that Killian Frost, billionaire owner and captain of the Iron Wolves, will grab her wrist on her first day and go still like he's been struck by lightning. She definitely doesn't believe him when he tells her, three days later, that she isn't human. Killian has spent six years burying his wolf under boardrooms and championship banners, holding his pack together through a truce that costs him more every year. He knows exactly what it means when a woman's scent hits him like a gunshot to the chest. It means she's his mate. It also means the people who murdered her real family fourteen years ago are still out there, and now they'll be hunting her too. He was supposed to marry someone else. A merger, not a mate. A peace treaty with a rival pack that thinks his blood should belong to them. Sienna was supposed to keep her head down, get her brother his surgery, and never think about the golden flicker she sometimes sees in mirrors. Neither of them planned on this. But the wolf doesn't ask permission, the ice doesn't stop for anyone, and the past that killed Sienna's family is about to walk right back into her life wearing a tuxedo and a smile. He claimed her before he even knew her name. Now he has to keep her alive long enough to learn it.

She ran into a chapel to escape a nightmare—and stumbled straight into a billionaire’s vow. Twenty-year-old Emily Zack is desperate. Pregnant after a wild, masked one-night stand with a stranger, she is running from her parents, who are determined to take her baby and force her into a life she never wanted. All Emily wants is to keep her child and sketch her breathtaking fashion designs in peace. But when she hides behind the heavy double doors of a grand chapel, the latch gives way. Emily falls backward, crashing straight into the high-society wedding of the century. The bride has just stood up the groom. The chapel is in chaos. And a dazed, concussed Emily—who happens to be wearing white—blurts out *"I do"* to a priest who doesn't know any better. Enter Matthew Rice: cold, calculated, and the most powerful billionaire CEO in the city. To save his family empire from a catastrophic PR disaster, he takes the witty, unbothered stranger by the hand and claims her as his wife. Matthew vows to protect her and her unborn child, presenting a united front to his elite family. He is icy, brooding, and strictly business—yet he anticipates her every midnight craving, shields her from her past, and drops her off at university in high-end luxury cars just to show the world she belongs to him. Slowly, his frozen heart begins to melt for the free-spirited girl who lights up his darkest days. But as the bump grows and a beautiful baby is born, a striking resemblance triggers a shocking suspicion. Matthew demands a secret DNA test, only to uncover a breathtaking truth: The stranger from the masquerade night—the biological father of Emily's baby—isn't a ghost from her past. He’s the husband she accidentally married.

He was destruction wrapped in charm. She was the one thing he couldn’t control. Liora Wren never wanted to be seen. But Lucien Mercer sees everything. To him, she’s not just another girl— she’s a challenge, a curiosity… a weakness. He pushes. She resists. He breaks. She bends. Somewhere between cruel words and stolen moments, something dangerous begins to grow—twisted, consuming, impossible to ignore. Because love like this doesn’t save you. It ruins you. And Lucien? He’s ready to burn the world to keep her.

"For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all—his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun… is that he never truly lets you go. ""Try to leave me, Elodie,"" his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. ""I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away."" He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack… I took more than just my broken heart with me."

"You have no idea what you've done to me. I've been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me." His grip tightened. "I'm not letting that go. I'm not letting you go. F*ck the friendship. I want you." I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. "I don't just want to f**k you—I want to keep you. You're my favorite sin, and I'll commit it again and again until you understand you're mine." His lips twitched a little. "You've always been mine, Savannah." ****** Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.