Novels by Alex Steel

I stood at the edge of the park the next night, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. The full moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over everything. Lucas's words from yesterday echoed in my head—I’m not joking, Emma. You’ll see the truth soon enough. Part of me wanted to run home and forget it all, but the pull inside me, that weird tug toward him, kept my feet planted.He appeared from the shadows, his tall frame cutting through the dim light. His gray eyes locked on mine, intense as always. "You came," he said, his voice low and rough.I crossed my arms, trying to hide how nervous I felt. "Yeah. But don't think I'm buying your crazy story yet. Werewolves? Bonds? It's ridiculous."He smirked, just a little, but it didn't reach his eyes. "We'll see." He nodded toward the trees beyond the park. "Come on. The forest is better for this."I hesitated, biting my lip. Curiosity burned in me, mixed with fear. But I followed him anyway, our footsteps crunching on the leaves

I hid in the shadows of the trees, watching Emma stroll through the park near her house. The sun dipped low, casting long shadows over the grass. She looked lost in thought, her brown hair catching the light. That pull hit me hard—the bond tugging at my chest like a rope yanking me forward. I should stay away. After losing my first mate in that attack, and then Julian betraying me for power, getting close to anyone felt like a death sentence. But Emma... she was different. Fated. My wolf growled inside, urging me on.My phone buzzed. Olivia. I answered, keeping my voice low. "What?""Lucas, don't do this," she said, her tone sharp. "I saw you head toward her place after school. You're playing with fire. Remember what happened last time? You can't drag her into our world."I ran a hand through my hair, frustration building. Olivia was my best friend, my packmate, always looking out. But she didn't feel this bond. "I have to, Liv. She's part of it. I can't ignore the pull or stay away

I rushed down the sidewalk toward school, my backpack slapping against my side with every step. Tears stung my eyes from the fight with Marcus, but I blinked them away. His words echoed in my head—selfish, burden, helpless. The house felt like a cage, and school was my only escape today. I just wanted a normal day, no drama, no pressure.Just before I reached the building, I stopped to catch my breath. That's when I saw him. The new transfer student, leaning against the fence. Lucas. Tall, with dark brown hair falling over his forehead and those piercing gray eyes. He looked strong, like he could handle anything, but something about him felt off, too intense, too watchful. My heart skipped. Why was he staring at me?Our eyes locked. Heat crept up my neck. I felt intrigued, pulled toward him, but self-conscious too. I wasn't used to attention. I liked blending in, staying quiet. But he held my gaze, like he saw right through me."Emma!" Rachel's voice cut in from behind. I jumped, s

I sat at the kitchen table, my fingers nervously picking at the edges of a half-eaten sandwich. The bread was dry, the meal thrown together in a hurry before school. My mind raced back to last night. Dad's breakdown, the eviction notice looming like a dark cloud. The house already felt stifling. I glanced at the clock. I was supposed to be ready for the day, get my stuff together for school, but how could I focus? How could I go about anything like everything wasn’t falling apart?I needed to leave soon, but my legs felt heavy, stuck in place by the fear twisting in my gut.The front door banged open. Marcus stormed in, his boots thudding against the floor. His eyes locked on me, blazing with anger. "Emma! What the hell? You didn't even clean up after dinner last night.” He snapped, turning on me before I even had a chance to respond. “Do you even care about anything anymore? The house is falling apart, and you’re just sitting here like it doesn’t matter!”I froze. The words felt l

"Emma, honey. We need to talk.” Dad said as the door to the kitchen swung open. He walked in, his face drawn tight with worry. He looked older than his age, lines deep around his eyes. He rubbed his hands together, like he always did when bad news brewed.My stomach dropped.I was sitting on the creaky couch in our small living room, flipping through an old photo album as dust floated in the air, and the pages stuck a bit from years of neglect. My shift at the café ended late last night, and exhaustion pulled at me. But I couldn't stop looking. These photos were my escape, a reminder that life wasn't always this hard. But with Dad’s news, I didn't know anymore.I closed the album quick, setting it aside. "What's wrong, Dad? Is it the bills again?"He sighed and sat beside me. The couch groaned under his weight. Mom followed from the kitchen, her eyes downcast. She didn't say a word, just stood there twisting a dish towel in her hands.Dad cleared his throat. "Things are worse than I

Raven tasted like cherry lip balm and something feminine. She was soft in the way I liked as we locked lips.Her fingers tangled in my hair, her body warm against mine as she shifted on my lap, lips trailing down my jaw. I let my head fall back against the wall, exhaling through my nose as her hands slid lower, teasing at the hem of my shirt.“You’re distracted,” she murmured, her breath hot against my throat.I wasn’t. Or at least, I shouldn’t have been.But my mind kept circling back to the fight earlier, to the freshman who had no business winning, no business being here.Val Rhen.Something about him was wrong. I don't know why it bothered me but it was really getting on my nerves. I only met him a few hours ago and already it's as if he has lodged himself into my mind.Am I getting interested in a guy? That's impossible. It's just me overreacting to the whole issue.My wolf felt it, pacing uneasily beneath my skin, agitated in a way it had never been before. But Raven had a way

The training grounds were alive with tension. Everybody seemed uneasy on the field. They were about to be introduced to something they've never undertaken so their worry was expected. But weakness was not tolerated.Dominance challenges weren’t just a tradition at Dominion Academy—they were law. If you didn’t prove your strength, you didn’t belong. It was that simple.I stood at the edge of the training pit, arms crossed, watching the fresh meat get sorted. Ronan leaned beside me, his usual smirk in place.He was enjoying this as much as I was. I wanted to see what the new recruits had. "Ten seconds," he said, nodding toward a bulky alpha in the ring. "That scrawny Alpha won’t last longer than that."I didn’t bother responding. I already knew how this would play out. The weak got crushed, the strong survived, and nothing ever changed.But then, a name I didn’t expect to hear was called."Val Rhen. Step forward."Ronan stiffened. His gaze snapped to mine, amusement flickering in his

The great hall buzzed with conversations. It seemed everybody was curious about who they were about to be sharing a room with.And from the look of things, I wasn't the only fresher. There were some people with bags. Obviously they didn't have to run away from their homes to be here.Students gathered in clusters, some jostling for a better view of the massive screen flickering above the entrance. The moment the first names appeared, murmurs filled the air.I kept to the edge of the crowd, my pulse steady but my body tight with anticipation. Every part of this academy was a test. Every move I made was being watched.I knew that much, because I looked nothing like the other male alphas despite my claim.They wanted to know who I was truly but there was no way I was going to let anybody know.Especially if I don't want to get kicked out. But something about this place told me that would be the least of my worries if I were to be caught.I scanned the names, searching for mine.Then the

The night swallowed me whole.The moment my feet hit the dense forest beyond my father’s estate, I forced myself not to look back. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to put as much distance between myself and my former life as possible. But I couldn’t afford reckless speed. Not yet.I kept my steps measured, silent, each breath shallow as I moved through the thick undergrowth. The wolfsbane in my satchel pressed against my ribs like a reminder. One mistake—one slip—and I would be found.My father would drag me back. Darius would claim me.I wouldn’t let that happen.By the time the first light of dawn crept over the treetops, my body ached with exhaustion. My clothes were damp with sweat, my boots caked in mud, but I kept moving.Dominion Academy was still hours away, but I wasn’t stopping. Not until I reached the gates.By midday, the Academy's towering walls loomed in the distance.A fortress. A kingdom built for alphas, where only the strongest survived. I didn't know what gave

The grand hall was suffocating.Rows of wolves in formal attire stood along the edges of the large room, their whispers moving through the air like a curse I couldn't shake. My father, Alpha Rhen, stood tall at the head of the room, his sharp gaze scanning the gathered pack members before settling on me.He raised a hand, and silence fell."Tonight, we celebrate the union that will strengthen our pack," he announced, his deep voice carrying the weight of authority. "My daughter, Valeria Rhen, will be mated to Alpha Darius Volk of the Bloodfang Pack."A low murmur rippled through the room. Some looked at me with pity. Others, amusement.I knew what they were thinking. Why would an alpha as ruthless as Darius Volk want a weak omega like her?I forced my expression to remain still, even as my stomach twisted. It didn’t matter that I was the Alpha’s daughter—without strength, I was nothing in their eyes. A burden. A tool to be traded away for power.The doors at the far end of the hall c