Novels by Jennifer D. Dwight

FLINTMy chest burned for hours, and I struggled to catch my breath. That damn woman had accepted my rejection. How could she? Why would she?I thought she would wait longer. I thought she’d give me time to change my mind and take her back. I thought she would beg me to undo it. But no. She accepted it.I growled at the thought. Anger filled me, but I stayed in my office. The pain was too strong. My wolf whined and howled in sadness. I felt many emotions but couldn’t name them all. One thing was clear—I had to see her. I had to see Amy.I refused to lose my mate just because I feared what others would say. After I calmed down and the pain lessened, I tried to mind-link the head guard. I wanted him to bring her out of the dungeon. No answer. I couldn’t even sense my men’s wolves. What was going on?I stormed to the dungeons. At the entrance, the guards were deep in conversation. I growled sharply. They snapped to attention and saluted me.I went straight to her cell. The silver bars hu

THE KINGCHARLESI didn’t want to go to the Darksun Pack, but I had no choice. As the Lycan King, I had to keep up appearances. So, I went. The pack wasn’t strong or rich, but they managed to survive because of their allies. I didn’t think much of the Alpha and Luna. They weren’t sharp, but at least they tried.The handover ceremony went as expected. There were lights, music, and proud smiles. The Alpha gave a toast and said he was stepping down. Then his son, Flint, walked onto the stage with a big smile and a proud look. A she-wolf stood beside him, holding onto his arm. I guessed she was his mate. "Tonight," the old Alpha said, "I pass on my title to my son, Flint Masters."Applause followed. Flint took the mic and spoke clearly. "I, Flint Masters, vow to lead this pack with honor and strength, to the best of my ability."They clasped hands. The glow of the transfer surrounded them. People cheered and shouted his name and the celebration began.Danford, my Beta, leaned in close. “C

REJECTION ACCEPTEDAMY"Let go of me!" I threw a punch at Flint, but it felt like I hit a wall. He didn’t flinch. His hand stayed wrapped around my throat, cutting off my air. I struggled until my strength left me completely. Only then did he release me, and I dropped to the ground, gasping for breath.He crouched beside me, his expression suddenly different. Softer. I glared at him, refusing to show weakness. His eyes darkened, and I realized he was linking someone. A few seconds later, he cleared his throat. "You’re to be locked in the dungeon for the next few days," he said.My breath hitched. "But she started it," I croaked. I had been to the dungeons before. They were cold, damp, and full of shadows that whispered nightmares. The guards there had no morals. They hit for fun. Some touched what wasn’t theirs. I hadn’t been raped—but it had come close.He stood and turned away like he was done with me. But then he paused and looked over his shoulder."Before I forget," he said, voi

THE OUTCASTAMYI am the single most hated person in the pack. They said I was a murderer.But I only defended myself.It happened during my first shift. Colt cornered me inside the woods, thinking I was too weak to fight back. He had done it before—brushed against me when no one was looking and whispered filthy things when others were too far to hear. That night, he tried to force himself on me. He laughed when I begged him to stop.I shifted for the first time and tore out his throat. Since then, the pack treated me like a curse. They beat me, starved me, and made me clean every inch of the packhouse every single day. No one cared that I acted in self-defense. Colt was the Alpha’s younger brother. He was supposed to be untouchable.Tia, his widow, cried in front of everyone, called me a liar, and claimed Colt had been the perfect man. But her eyes told a different story. She knew. She just didn’t care.Even my parents turned their backs on me. They lost their Gamma titles and were