THE ALPHA NEXT DOOR
She left cash on his pillow. He's been hunting her for eighteen years. Now they're neighbors—and she's carrying his baby.
Evelyn Hart's revenge plan was simple: hire the hottest escort money could buy, have one night of mind-blowing sex, and finally forget her cheating ex-husband exists.
What she got instead: Sebastian Creed. Six-foot-four of sinful perfection who made her body sing in ways she didn't know were possible. She left ten thousand dollars on the bed and ran before dawn, convinced she'd never see him again.
Six weeks later, reality hits like a freight train.
The "escort" is actually a billionaire. He owns the mansion next door. He's been obsessively searching for her since the night he saved her from a car crash when she was fourteen. Oh, and she's pregnant with twins the doctors said she could never have.
Sebastian isn't just her neighbor—he's her stalker, her savior, and apparently, her fated mate. Because plot twist: he's a werewolf. And the supernatural bond between them is turning her inconvenient attraction into a soul-deep craving that's impossible to fight.
Now he's breaking into her house at 3 a.m., showing up uninvited to her OB appointments, and making it very clear that the one night she paid for was just the beginning of forever.
But their twisted love story is about to get deadlier.
Sebastian's dying father wants him to claim a werewolf throne. His ex-husband wants her land for a billion-dollar deal. Werewolf royalty wants her dead for contaminating the bloodline. And Evelyn? She just wants to survive pregnancy, figure out how to be a queen in a world that thinks she's prey, and maybe—maybe—learn to trust the alpha who's been obsessed with her since she was a teenager.
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY FOURI frowned as I turned to see Grayson walking towards us, his expression dark and thunderous.He stopped a few inches before me, his jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle ticking."Let's go inside, Eva," he said, his voice low and controlled in a way that made my skin prickle.I raised a brow. "Excuse me? Who do you think you are to order me around?"Grayson pinned me with a hard glare, his gray eyes flashing with something dangerous. "I don't want my patience to be tested. Get inside. Right fucking now."I opened my mouth to protest, fury rising in my chest—But before I could get a single word out, he bent down, hurled me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing, and started marching toward the cabin."Put me down!" I screamed, pounding my fists against his back. "You psychotic asshole! Put me the fuck down right now!"He didn't respond. Didn't slow down. Just kept walking with determined strides while I cursed and struggled against his grip.Behind us, I heard Sylvester's unc
Last Updated: 2026-03-12
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY THREESebastianDamien had exactly three facial expressions.The first was his default setting: a studied blankness that had convinced dozens of dangerous men over the years that he was either bored or stupid, which was useful because he was neither. The second was the micro-expression he made when he was genuinely amused but refused to show it—a slight tightening around his eyes, barely perceptible, gone before most people could register it. The third was the look he was currently wearing as he sat in the back of my car watching me adjust my collar in the rearview mirror for the second time in four minutes.That third expression could best be described as delighted."Stop," I said."I didn't say anything.""You're thinking very loudly."He turned to look out the window, and I caught the slight tightening around his eyes in his reflection. "I'm simply observing that I've worked for you for eight years and I have never once seen you check your collar. You don't own a mirror in this car. I as
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY TWOSebastianDamien had exactly three facial expressions.The first was his default setting: a studied blankness that had convinced dozens of dangerous men over the years that he was either bored or stupid, which was useful because he was neither. The second was the micro-expression he made when he was genuinely amused but refused to show it—a slight tightening around his eyes, barely perceptible, gone before most people could register it. The third was the look he was currently wearing as he sat in the back of my car watching me adjust my collar in the rearview mirror for the second time in four minutes.That third expression could best be described as delighted."Stop," I said."I didn't say anything.""You're thinking very loudly."He turned to look out the window, and I caught the slight tightening around his eyes in his reflection. "I'm simply observing that I've worked for you for eight years and I have never once seen you check your collar. You don't own a mirror in this car. I as
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWEBTY ONESebastianDamien had exactly three facial expressions.The first was his default setting: a studied blankness that had convinced dozens of dangerous men over the years that he was either bored or stupid, which was useful because he was neither. The second was the micro-expression he made when he was genuinely amused but refused to show it—a slight tightening around his eyes, barely perceptible, gone before most people could register it. The third was the look he was currently wearing as he sat in the back of my car watching me adjust my collar in the rearview mirror for the second time in four minutes.That third expression could best be described as delighted."Stop," I said."I didn't say anything.""You're thinking very loudly."He turned to look out the window, and I caught the slight tightening around his eyes in his reflection. "I'm simply observing that I've worked for you for eight years and I have never once seen you check your collar. You don't own a mirror in this car. I as
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY|| Evelyn ||The dress was a problem.Not because it was wrong--it was extraordinary, deep burgundy silk that moved like water, fitted through the waist and flaring slightly below the knee, with a neckline that was just low enough to be interesting without being anything Marcus would have called inappropriate. Sebastian had excellent taste, which was also a problem, because every time I looked in the mirror and saw myself in something he'd chosen, I felt something I didn't have language for yet.The ring was a bigger problem.It fit perfectly, which wasn't surprising given that he was apparently thorough about everything, but it felt different on my hand than any ring had any right to feel. My wedding ring from Marcus had always sat slightly wrong, like my hand knew it didn't belong there. This one felt like it had always been there. Like removing it would leave a mark.I told myself it was temporary. Performance jewelry. I would give it back Sunday.I almost believed it.Sebastian ar
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINENTEEN|| Evelyn ||The dress was a problem.Not because it was wrong--it was extraordinary, deep burgundy silk that moved like water, fitted through the waist and flaring slightly below the knee, with a neckline that was just low enough to be interesting without being anything Marcus would have called inappropriate. Sebastian had excellent taste, which was also a problem, because every time I looked in the mirror and saw myself in something he'd chosen, I felt something I didn't have language for yet.The ring was a bigger problem.It fit perfectly, which wasn't surprising given that he was apparently thorough about everything, but it felt different on my hand than any ring had any right to feel. My wedding ring from Marcus had always sat slightly wrong, like my hand knew it didn't belong there. This one felt like it had always been there. Like removing it would leave a mark.I told myself it was temporary. Performance jewelry. I would give it back Sunday.I almost believed it.Sebastian ar
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-FOURAva's POVPriya spread three folders across the conference table, each one thicker than it had any right to be for what amounted, in the end, to a dead end wearing a legal binder's clothing."Meridian Holdings dissolved eighteen months before Daniel's collapse became public," she said, flipping to a tabbed page. "The registered agent — the same lawyer we found on three other shell entities during last year's forensic audit — filed the dissolution personally. No successor entity named. No forwarding address for the principals."‘So it's a dead end.’"Not entirely dead. The mail-forwarding address currently using that suite number, the one your investor calls route through — it's a legitimate corporate services firm, been operating there for two years. They took over the lease after Meridian vacated. On paper, there's no direct line connecting the two." Priya closed the folder, frustration written plainly across her face, the specific frustration of a lawyer who preferred clean answers
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-THREEAdrian's POVI fired an intern's draft back to him three separate times over a formatting inconsistency that would have taken me thirty seconds to fix myself, and only realized how disproportionate my reaction had been when Grady quietly closed my office door on his way out, the kind of gesture that meant — everyone on this floor currently thinks you're impossible to work with today.He wasn't wrong. It had been impossible for four days running, ever since a sheet of paper with two names on it had gone into my desk drawer and stayed there, unresolved, sitting like a live wire I kept circling without ever once touching.I threw myself at the Hendricks close instead, at three other deals that didn't strictly need my direct attention, at a due diligence file from the Chicago team that I read cover to cover twice purely because reading it meant I didn't have to think about anything else. Work had always been the one place my discipline never failed me. It failed me considerably less well
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-TWORyan's POVI texted her at five. Dinner. My treat, no reason. Say yes.Ava: No fever, no crisis, no forgotten granola bar to guilt me with?Correct. Just dinner.Ava: Bold of you.I contain multitudes.Ava: Come at seven. Nora goes down around seven-thirty, so you'll get maybe twenty minutes of chaos before it's just us.I showed up at six-fifty with a bag from the Italian place near my building instead of the usual Thai, figured the evening deserved a change of routine to match the change in occasion, and Ava opened the door in leggings and an oversized sweater, hair loose around her shoulders in a way I rarely saw outside her own apartment, feet bare against the hardwood."You look like you're about to run a board meeting," I said.‘I'm not.’ She stepped back to let me in, and something about the easy way she did it — no hesitation, no calculation, just an open door — landed heavier in my chest than it probably should have for something so small. ‘That's the whole point of tonight,
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-ONEAva's POVNora was down for the night, Marta gone home an hour ago, and I sat on my own couch with a glass of wine I'd poured and mostly forgotten about, the Meridian Holdings discovery still turning over in my head like a stone I couldn't stop worrying with my thumb.I picked up my phone twice to call Sophie, to run the shell-company thread one more time before I let myself sleep on it, and put it down both times, because Sophie had already gone home to her own life, and this particular itch didn't actually need solving tonight. It needed something else. I sat with that realization a moment before I let myself admit what the something else was.I called Ryan.He answered on the second ring, no urgency in his voice, which told me he hadn't assumed a crisis the way he usually did lately when my name came up on his screen after nine at night. "Hey. Everything okay?":Everything's fine. I typed, since a video call felt like too much and a voice call meant Sophie's voice standing in for m
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTYAdrian's POVPatterson called on a Thursday, mid-afternoon, while I was standing in the study reading the same clause in the Hendricks amendment I'd read four times already that week without once absorbing it."Mr. Cole. Sorry it took as long as it did." Her voice carried the particular relief of someone finally closing a loose thread they'd been chewing on for days. "I found the name. It wasn't in the formal visitor log — I told you it wouldn't be — but one of our night staff kept a personal notebook back then, informal sign-ins for anyone who came through after hours without a scheduled appointment. Old habit of hers, thankfully. She still had it.""And.""Felicity Marsh." She said it plainly, no weight attached on her end, a name that meant nothing to her beyond a line in an old notebook. "Came through asking almost the exact same questions you did. About a year ago, based on the date next to the entry."I said nothing for a moment, turning the name over, waiting for recognition to
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Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY-NINEVivian's POVI'd pulled the fifteen thousand out in three separate withdrawals over four days, small enough that no single transaction should have flagged anything, and still I'd checked Adrian's shared calendar obsessively the whole week, half-certain he'd somehow already noticed and was simply choosing when to ask.He hadn't asked. That should have relieved me more than it did.Felicity's contact wanted to meet in person this time — no more phone calls, no more careful half-answers traded across a wine bar table. A parking garage on the east side of downtown, level three, an hour after the offices around it had emptied out for the night. I'd dressed down for it, deliberately, nothing that would catch a stranger's eye, and still felt exposed walking across that concrete deck in low heels that echoed louder than I wanted them to.He was already there when I arrived — not Felicity, someone else, a man in his forties with the kind of forgettable face that told me he'd built a career out
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CLAWS OF FATE
Ten years ago, Seraphine was cast out in disgrace when her father was condemned for murdering the Alpha’s son. Now she’s back—stronger, deadlier, and hungry for the truth that destroyed her childhood.
But the boy who once shared her secrets is now the ruthless Alpha who refuses to let her leave. Zephyr is convinced she’s returned for blood, and he’ll keep her caged before he lets her tear apart everything he’s built.
What he doesn’t expect is the mate bond that ignites between them like wildfire.
What she doesn’t expect is how much she still wants the man who never fought for her.
Trapped together in a deadly game of dominance and desire, neither realizes that the real killer walks among them—watching, waiting, and willing to destroy them both to keep the past buried.
Some betrayals cut deeper than claws. Some truths are worth dying for.
And some mates are worth forgiving.
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Chapter: CHAPTER FOURChapter Four: ImprisonedZephyr's POV"This is impossible. Absolutely impossible."I paced the terrace like a caged animal, my hands shaking with the overwhelming need to break something, anything. The mate bond pulsed insistently under my skin like poison spreading through my veins, connecting me to the one person I should want dead more than anyone else in this entire world.The murderer's daughter.My fucking mate.Beta Thomas appeared silently at my shoulder, his expression carefully neutral in that way he had perfected over years of service. "Alpha? The guests are asking questions. Many questions. What should I tell them?""Handle them." I did not stop pacing. Could not stop. If I stood still for even a second, I might actually lose what was left of my rapidly crumbling sanity. "Tell them whatever you need to. I do not care.""And the woman? What should we do with her?""Seraphine." Her name tasted like ash and bitter memories. "Her name is Seraphine Blackthorne, and she is exact
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Chapter: CHAPTER THREEChapter Three: The Bond"I am afraid you have me confused with someone else, Alpha."My voice did not shake. Ten years with Thane had taught me that much—never let them see you bleed, especially when they were the ones holding the knife poised at your throat.Zephyr's laugh was razors wrapped in silk, sharp enough to cut. "Really? That is the pathetic game you want to play with me? Denial?""It is not a game, and I am not in denial about anything." I bent gracefully to collect the broken champagne flute, using the movement to steady my racing heart and buy precious seconds to think. "My name is Evangeline Northcrest, and I have absolutely no idea who this Seraphine person is supposed to be. Perhaps you have mistaken me for someone from your past?""Evangeline." He tasted the name slowly, like poison coating his tongue. "How incredibly creative of you. Very sophisticated. Tell me, Lady Evangeline, do you often crash parties under false pretenses and fake identities? Is this a hobby of
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWOChapter Two: The Mask Slips"Lady Evangeline, how absolutely divine that you could grace us with your presence tonight."I smiled at the Beta's wife like she had just offered me the moon instead of stale compliments wrapped in fake sincerity. "The pleasure is entirely mine, Luna Catherine. Your reputation for hosting exquisite gatherings has reached even the northern territories. Everyone speaks of your impeccable taste."She preened visibly under the flattery, her diamond necklace catching the chandelier light as she gestured enthusiastically toward the ballroom. "You simply must try the champagne, my dear. It is imported directly from the finest French vineyards. No expense spared for tonight's celebration.""How incredibly thoughtful." I accepted the crystal flute from a passing server, letting my fingers brush his wrist casually. He did not even notice the tiny listening device I slipped from his tray into my palm with practiced ease. "I do so love French bubbles. They have such d
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONEChapter One: The Day Everything Burned"Sera! Come see the butterfly cocoons! They are starting to split open!"I dropped my handful of wildflowers and raced toward Mama's voice, my bare feet slapping hard against the warm stone path. The garden smelled like sweet jasmine and wet earth, and I was already planning to ask Papa if we could stay out here until the stars came out so we could count them together like we always did on clear nights.A scream tore through the peaceful afternoon air, and I froze completely, the scattered petals drifting down around my feet. Another scream pierced through the garden, followed by shouting—so much shouting it sounded like the whole pack house was on fire."Mama?" My voice came out small and frightened.But she did not answer me.She was not by the butterfly bush anymore. The delicate cocoons hung empty and forgotten as more screams poured from the windows above us, echoing off the stone walls.I knew I should stay put. I should wait for someone to
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Santa's Dirty Obsession
Deck the halls with daddy issues and scream "yes, Santa" until the neighbors complain.
She sold herself to save her mother. He bought her to settle a score. Neither expected twelve days of captivity to feel like coming home.
Ten years ago, Evangeline Rose fled Willow Creek and the cruel boy who made her life hell. Now she’s back with a new name, a new body, and one desperate choice: enter the town’s secret Christmas auction where wealthy men bid on willing women. When the hammer falls at five hundred thousand dollars, Eva expects a stranger. Instead, she gets Grayson Holt—her former tormentor, now a devastatingly dangerous man in a half-open Santa jacket who just bought twelve uninterrupted nights with the virgin he once swore no one would ever want.
She should be terrified. He's the reason she hid in bathroom stalls and cried herself to sleep.
But the first time he kisses her, his hands shake. The first time she fights back, he groans her name like a prayer. And somewhere between the firelight and the snow and the silk ribbons around her wrists, they both realize the ugly truth:
He didn't buy her to break her.
He bought her because he's been broken without her.
The boy who spray-painted "fat ugly bitch" on her locker is the same man who falls to his knees in the snow on the last morning and begs her not to leave.
The girl who swore she'd never forgive him is the same woman who has to choose: walk away free, or stay with the monster who finally admitted he's been in love with her since the day he made her cry.
Eva spent a decade learning to hate Grayson Holt.
Turns out she's been loving him the whole damn time.
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN|| Ava' POV ||The fact that my life was far from perfect was a fact I had to live with and of course make myself embrace ever since I was a young girl.I had a father who gambled away everything he touched…and a brother who treated me like something he scraped off the bottom of his shoe…and a condition that made the whole world see me as less than human.I had long stopped expecting things to go smoothly. Until I met and fell in love with Xander three years ago. He had been the one person who just made it enough to keep going regardless of what the whole world thought of me.Never in a million years did I think or imagine that a day would come where I would watch my entire life as I knew it fall apart before my very own eyes.But that was what was happening now….that was what I was seeing as I looked at Xander from across the table at the restaurant he had chosen for our Valentine's Day dinner.The candles between us flickered. Couples at nearby tables laughed and fed each other dess
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY SIXI frowned as I turned to see Grayson walking towards us, his expression dark and thunderous.He stopped a few inches before me, his jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle ticking."Let's go inside, Eva," he said, his voice low and controlled in a way that made my skin prickle.I raised a brow. "Excuse me? Who do you think you are to order me around?"Grayson pinned me with a hard glare, his gray eyes flashing with something dangerous. "I don't want my patience to be tested. Get inside. Right fucking now."I opened my mouth to protest, fury rising in my chest—But before I could get a single word out, he bent down, hurled me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing, and started marching toward the cabin."Put me down!" I screamed, pounding my fists against his back. "You psychotic asshole! Put me the fuck down right now!"He didn't respond. Didn't slow down. Just kept walking with determined strides while I cursed and struggled against his grip.Behind us, I heard Sylvester's unc
Last Updated: 2026-03-12
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY FIVEI couldn’t believe my ears.I just stood there, staring at him, my brain refusing to process the absolute insanity of what he’d just said.Love.He’d said love.What the hell was he talking about? How dare he kneel there and say he loved me after what he’d put me through? After everything he’d done to me? After four years of systematic torture that had left scars so deep I still felt them every single day?“I love you, Eva,” he said again, his voice raw and desperate. “I’ve always loved you. I—”The slap happened before I could think about it.My palm connected with his cheek with a crack that echoed through the cabin, and for one brief, glorious moment, I found satisfaction in the red mark blooming across his perfect face.He didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. Just stayed there on his knees, looking up at me with those gray eyes that seemed to swallow all the light in the room.“Do you think I’m stupid?” I asked, my voice shaking with rage. “Is that what this is? You think I’m so pathetic a
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY FOURI couldn’t believe my ears.I just stood there, staring at him, my brain refusing to process the absolute insanity of what he’d just said.Love.He’d said love.What the hell was he talking about? How dare he kneel there and say he loved me after what he’d put me through? After everything he’d done to me? After four years of systematic torture that had left scars so deep I still felt them every single day?“I love you, Eva,” he said again, his voice raw and desperate. “I’ve always loved you. I—”The slap happened before I could think about it.My palm connected with his cheek with a crack that echoed through the cabin, and for one brief, glorious moment, I found satisfaction in the red mark blooming across his perfect face.He didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. Just stayed there on his knees, looking up at me with those gray eyes that seemed to swallow all the light in the room.“Do you think I’m stupid?” I asked, my voice shaking with rage. “Is that what this is? You think I’m so pathetic a
Last Updated: 2026-03-10
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY THREEI couldn’t believe my ears.I just stood there, staring at him, my brain refusing to process the absolute insanity of what he’d just said.Love.He’d said love.What the hell was he talking about? How dare he kneel there and say he loved me after what he’d put me through? After everything he’d done to me? After four years of systematic torture that had left scars so deep I still felt them every single day?“I love you, Eva,” he said again, his voice raw and desperate. “I’ve always loved you. I—”The slap happened before I could think about it.My palm connected with his cheek with a crack that echoed through the cabin, and for one brief, glorious moment, I found satisfaction in the red mark blooming across his perfect face.He didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. Just stayed there on his knees, looking up at me with those gray eyes that seemed to swallow all the light in the room.“Do you think I’m stupid?” I asked, my voice shaking with rage. “Is that what this is? You think I’m so pathetic a
Last Updated: 2026-03-09
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY TWOCHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Return to Willow CreekEVAThe closer we got to Willow Creek, the harder it became to breathe.I watched the landscape change through the car window—the mountains giving way to rolling hills, the pine trees thinning out to reveal familiar roads I’d thought I’d never see again. Every mile marker felt like a countdown to my own execution.Grayson’s hand found mine somewhere around the halfway point.He didn’t say anything. Didn’t ask if I was okay or try to reassure me with empty platitudes. He just laced his fingers through mine and held on, his thumb tracing slow circles across my knuckles.I held on back like he was the only thing keeping me tethered to earth.“We can turn around,” he said quietly when we were about twenty minutes out. “If you want. We can turn around right now and go back to the cabin, and I’ll handle the board meeting remotely.”“No,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “I said I’d come with you. I meant it.”His hand tightened around mine.Wh
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