Novels by ataprecious2002

Jake’s grey eyes lingered on the letter spread across his desk, the elegant handwriting spelling out what he already knew: Alpha Draven requests your presence for a meeting between packs.He hated the idea.Draven’s name had long been tangled with rumors—of cruelty toward his people, of shady alliances, of wolves who mysteriously never returned after entering his borders. Jake had no interest in playing politics with a man whose reputation reeked of blood and dishonor.“I don’t like this,” he muttered, folding the letter with a sharp flick of his wrist.Josh, leaning lazily against the office doorframe, raised a brow. “You don’t like most things that involve sitting at a table instead of a training mat.”“This is different,” Jake snapped, his voice low but edged. “Draven’s pack is rotten. Everyone knows it. And I’m supposed to sit across from him, pretend we’re equals?”Josh’s easy smile faltered. “You know we can’t ignore the summons. Refusing would be seen as a challenge. We can’t a

Morning came like a pale, indifferent ghost over Silverfang Pack. The first light seeped through high windows, barely warming the cold stone floors. Emily rose, muscles stiff from yesterday’s labors, and prepared for another day of chores. The bucket of water she carried burned her arms, but she ignored it.Her wolf, Lisa prowled beneath her skin, restless and irritable, reacting to the cold, the stone, and the oppressive quiet of the pack’s halls. Around her, the Silverfang omegas moved like shadows, whispering among themselves or avoiding her altogether. Some glanced with pity; others with subtle amusement. But Emily didn’t care. She had learned long ago that trust here was dangerous.Behind her, the laughter of two omegas echoed.“Look at her,” one snickered. “ The great Alpha Maxwell's mate. Scrubbing floors like a dog.”The other one cackled. “Mate? Please. if the Moon Goddess really paired her with him, she must've been drunk. No Alpha would want that weakling.”The words sank

The early morning sun cast golden rays across the Midnight Summer Pack, spilling through the tall windows of the training arena. But Alpha Jake was already awake, muscles coiled, eyes sharp as he ducked a fast-moving punch. Bare feet slid across the mat, each step precise, every movement controlled.“Too slow,” he muttered, narrowly dodging another strike before delivering a sharp kick to his opponent’s side.Josh, his beta and lifelong friend, staggered back but grinned. “You’re only this cocky because I haven’t had coffee yet.”Jake smirked, rolling his shoulders. “Excuses.”With a flick of his wrist, he signaled for Josh to attack again. Around them, the training arena was alive with motion—warriors sparring, fists colliding, occasional grunts of exertion echoing off the stone walls. The scent of sweat and earth hung thick in the air. It was the music of discipline, the rhythm of strength, the heartbeat of the pack.Jake sidestepped, catching Josh’s wrist and twisting him into a lo

The night of her eighteenth birthday was supposed to be the happiest of Emily's life.“Growing up, my mother used to tell me that mates are the Moon Goddess’s greatest blessing,” I whispered, the words barely audible over the scrape of the broom against the cold stone floor. “She said they are your protector, your other half—the one who will love and cherish you until eternity.”The memory lingered, sharp and piercing, like a knife twisting in a wound. My mother had believed them, fervently and without question. I had once believed them too. But she was gone now, taken too soon, buried beneath the soil of Silverfang Pack’s graveyard, leaving me with nothing but her memory and a hollow ache in my chest.And every time I remembered, I wanted to laugh. Bitterly. Because it had all been a lie.The rag in my hands slipped for a moment, water dripping onto the floor in timy streams. My hands were raw from scrubbing, my knees aching where the stone dug into them, but I forced myself to conti