Novels by Nwankwo Chidimma

Jessie's POVThe word "Mate" escaped my lips before I could stop it, echoing through the pack house like a sacred vow. My wolf moved with satisfaction, finally recognizing what she had been searching for all along. I felt Ethan's hand tighten around mine, so warm and reassuring, oh, how much I didn't want it to end, and for a brief moment, everything felt right in a world that had been so devastatingly wrong.Then I saw my father's face.Alpha Marcus stood frozen, his expression shifting from shock to confusion to something that looked almost like fear. My heart sank. This wasn't the joy I had expected to see. This wasn't the relief of a father watching his daughter find her destined mate. It was something entirely different, I know that look, I know my father.Behind him, Derek's face had gone red with barely contained rage, his jaw clenched so tightly I could practically hear his teeth grinding. Gaty stood beside him, pale as a ghost, her eyes darting between Derek and me like a tra

Ethan's POVDarkness swallowed me whole. I couldn't feel my body, couldn't sense the ground beneath me or the air around me."I'm I dead?" I wondered with a heavy heart, my thoughts echoing in the void. "Is this how it all ends?"But something wasn't right. Even in death, I could still feel her. Jessie's presence pulsed somewhere in the distance, but it was faint. Her heartbeat called to me through the darkness."No," I growled, though I had no voice. "I won't let you die. Not like this. Not when I just found you."Suddenly, a blinding light pierced through the darkness, forcing me to shield my eyes. When I opened them again, I was no longer in the void. I stood in a vast, misty realm, the ground beneath my feet cracked and ancient, as though it had witnessed the birth and death of countless souls."Where am I?" I turned in circles, my chest heavy with confusion and anger."You are in Bamafida, the realm between life and death." The voice answered, thundering like a thousand voices sp

Ethan's POVFor years, the prophecy haunted my dreams. At last, I was ready and set out to find the one name whispered by destiny, Jessie, the mate I had never met.“Brother, would you mind sitting over the affairs of the company for a while? I asked Dennis, my stepbrother, who had just come into my room. “Huh?” he spat out the gulp of juice that he had sipped from the glass of juice he was holding.“I know you heard me,” I immediately tucked my white shirt into my black trousers.“You are leaving, why?” he stared at my already packed boxes.“The prophecy, Dennis”. When I was conceived, the wolf seer had told my late mom and dad that I had been destined to marry outside our pack.“The prophecy? Why all of a sudden, though?” He pressed on.“I keep on getting this urge about it lately, and the prophecy has kept on ringing in my dreams stronger and stronger like I need to do something,” I breathed out. “Please help me with the sleeve's buttons”.“How are you going to find her? You don't

Jessie's POV Something about him felt different now. Back at the funeral, he had looked almost ordinary, like someone hiding a part of himself. But standing here, there was no doubt, this was the Alpha I had heard so much about, the same one I had seen in old drawings. Only those sketches had not even come close. His presence lit up the entire room, powerful and overwhelming, like the air itself bent around him. His eyes burned with a deep, intense blue that made it hard to look away, as if he could see straight through me. Every step he took sent a chill down my spine and a warmth through my chest at the same time. The drawings hadn’t done him justice; no picture ever could. Alpha Ethan was both terrifying and breathtaking, all at once.I felt my heart skip at every step he made towards me, with his gaze fixed on me and mine on him. “ What is Alpha Ethan doing here?” I asked my wolf, who was already drowned in a pool of admiration.“You know my name,” he said, his hand gently untyi

Jessie's POV As I angrily dashed towards Derek and Gaty, a chilling voice whispered my name from the shadows. Just then, a sudden firm hand grabbed me, freezing me in my tracks. “I wouldn't do this if I were you,” a deep but warm voice whispered. The voice melted my heart, and I felt the rage in me slowly disappear. My wolf curled up, giving a mournful whining as I shifted back, falling into unseen arms. I looked up to see a man whose eyes were blue and bright like crystals, crystal-clear and piercing, as if they could look right through to your very soul. His lips were soft yet carried a quiet command, and his sharp jawline gave him a sculpted, almost untouchable presence. His broad shoulders stretched across a perfectly toned chest, every movement radiating strength and control. He looked simple, yet his masculinity spoke volumes, demanding attention without effort. His hands were strong, capable of both protection and destruction, and even standing still, he seemed ready to move

Jessie's POV“My Princess, it is time,” a voice said. I gasped like I had been awoken from a deep slumber. “Dad, is that you? Is it really you?” I asked, still unsure of what was happening.I looked around and realized I was standing in my father’s house. The familiar scent of wood and pine filled the air, but everything felt strangely unreal. My hands shook as I touched the hem of the black gown I wore. It hugged my body tightly and felt unbearably heavy, as though it carried all my grief with it. The dress stopped just above my knees, simple but elegant. My father stood in front of me, still strong as I remembered, but there was something in his eyes that I had never seen before, grief, so deep it broke me. “Yes, my little pup,” he said, his voice rough and breaking, “I never thought a time would come when I would be the one standing at your mother’s funeral instead of her standing at mine.” His words tore through me. I watched as tears rolled slowly down his cheeks, heavy with sor