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 SIXI stared at him, my brain refusing to process what my eyes were showing me.Grayson Holt.Here. In this car. After paying fifty million dollars to own me for twelve days.This couldn't be happening. This was a nightmare. Some kind of cosmic joke designed specifically to destroy whatever fragile pieces of myself I'd managed to glue back together over the past decade."No," I said, my voice coming out strangled. "Absolutely not. I am not doing this."Grayson's expression remained maddeningly calm, like he'd expected this reaction. Of coyse he should expect it because was I supposed to throw myself in his arms in absolute glee?"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, Eva. The contract is signed. The money has already been transferred to the hospital. There's no going back now.""The hell there isn't," I snapped, reaching for the door handle. "I'll find another way. I'll—""Another way to do what?" he asked. "What do you need the money for, Eva? Why are you here?""That's none of your godda
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIVEEVAThe dress was white silk and far too expensive for someone like me to be wearing.I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror backstage, barely recognizing the woman looking back. The fabric clung to curves I'd spent years learning to accept, draping elegantly from thin straps that left my shoulders bare. My hair had been styled in soft waves that cascaded down my back, and someone had done my makeup—subtle but flawless, emphasizing eyes that looked too wide, too frightened for the confidence this dress was supposed to project.Through the heavy curtains, I could hear the low rumble of voices and the clink of crystal glasses. I'd peeked out earlier, just once, and immediately regretted it. The ballroom was filled with men in tailored suits that probably cost more than my entire year's rent. Expensive cars lined the circular driveway outside—Maseratis, Bentleys, and a midnight-black Lamborghini that gleamed under the fairy lights strung through the winter trees.These were
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Chapter: CHAPTER FOURGRAYSON's POVThe door to my office swung open without warning, and Marcus strode in with that particular brand of confidence that came from knowing he'd never need to knock because I'd never tell him to leave."You're not going to believe what I just heard," he said, dropping into the leather chair across from my desk with a grin that told me he was about to ruin my entire day.I didn't look up from the contract I was reviewing. "If this is about the Henderson merger again, I already told you I'm not interested in partnering with a company that can't manage basic fucking accounting.""It's not about Henderson," Marcus said, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. "It's about Eva Rose."My pen stopped moving.For a moment, I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. The name alone was enough to short-circuit every carefully constructed defense I'd built over the past ten years."What did you just say?" I asked quietly, finally looking up at him.Marcus's grin widened. "Eva Rose. Remembe
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Chapter: CHAPTER THREEEVAThree hundred thousand dollars.That was the number glaring back at me from the loan app on my phone screen, red and accusatory, like a wound that refused to close. I stared at it until my vision blurred, until the numbers started to swim together into one massive, incomprehensible debt that sat on my chest and made it impossible to breathe.And then my phone rang.St. Mary's Hospital. Again.I closed my eyes and answered, already knowing what they were going to say before the nurse's apologetic voice filtered through the speaker."Miss Rose, I'm calling about your mother's treatment plan. The doctors have reviewed her case, and we're going to need an additional one hundred thousand dollars for the new round of chemotherapy. Without it, we can't move forward with the procedure scheduled for next week."One hundred thousand dollars.On top of the three hundred thousand I already owed.Four hundred thousand total.I thanked her quietly, promised I'd figure something out, and ended t
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO"No," I whispered, the word barely audible. "No, that's not—I didn't—""Of course you didn't," Grayson said calmly. "I did. I created the account, posted the photo, and guess what? You're already getting responses. Hundreds of them. Some guys are actually interested, Eva. Can you believe that? Someone out there might actually want to touch you."The hallway seemed to tilt beneath my feet. "You... you did this?""I told you," he said, his voice maddeningly patient. "I did you a favor. Because let's be honest—who else was ever going to give you this kind of attention? Who else was going to look at you and see anything worth wanting? At least now you have a chance. Some desperate, pathetic guys out there might actually be willing to overlook how disgusting you are."I tried to grab the phone, tried to snatch it from his hands, but he pulled it away effortlessly."Easy there," he said. "You don't want to break my phone. That would just add to your problems, wouldn't it?""Take it down," I
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE"There she is."I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. Four years of this had taught me to recognize the particular brand of cruelty in Carson's voice, the way it dripped with anticipation like he was about to do something he'd been looking forward to all day.I kept walking, clutching my textbook tighter against my chest, praying that if I ignored them, they'd get bored and leave me alone.They never did.But hope was a stupid, stubborn thing."Hey, Rosie-Posie!" Carson called out, louder this time. "Don't you dare fucking ignore us when we're talking to you."My sneakers squeaked against the polished floor as I stopped, my entire body going rigid. Every instinct screamed at me to run, but my legs had turned to lead.I turned slowly, and there they were. Five of them, blocking the corridor like a wall of malice. Carson with his letterman jacket and that grin that made my stomach turn. Marcus, who'd made it his personal mission to document my humiliation on social media. Rya
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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 FOUR|| Evelyn ||I'd never felt this hopeful before.Standing in front of the Silverlake Heights mansion gates, watching them swing open with that mechanical hum—it felt like the sound of my life finally starting.A real smile spread across my face.This was mine. My fresh start. The first thing in my adult life that belonged to me alone. Twelve months to figure out who Evelyn Song was supposed to be when she wasn't busy playing the perfect, silent Mrs. Hart.I was going to make every single day matter.The past six weeks had been hell. I'd spent them locked in a hotel suite Marcus's lawyers arranged, crying until my eyes swelled shut, staring at beige walls trying to figure out what came next.Because I genuinely didn't know.Every dream I'd ever had, every plan, every vision of my future—all of it had revolved around Marcus. Around being his wife, managing his home, fitting into the life he'd built.Without that? I was nothing. Just an empty shell with no idea how to fill herself back u
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Chapter: CHAPTER THREE|| Sebastian ||I woke to silence, but my body knew something was wrong before my mind caught up. The bed felt emptier than it should. Colder.The mate bond stretched thin across the room, telling me exactly where she was even with my eyes closed. She was moving quietly around the room, maybe carefgul so she would not wake me up.I kept my breathing even and listened.Her footsteps were soft, and I heard the rustle of fabric - her dress…and a muffled curse when somethning hit the floor."Stupid," she muttered. "So fucking stupid, Evelyn. What were you thinking? What are you supposed to do now? Leave a tip? Say thank you like this is…God, this is humiliating."More rustling. Then there was the click of her heels being picked up. Her breathing was unsteady, hitching like she was about to cry."He's a call boy," she whispered. "He does this for a living. Just leave the money and go. Don't make it weird."Something landed on the bed near my hip. Then the door opened and closed with a qui
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWOI stared at the envelope on the counter, my heart twisting so painfully that the pain had circled back around to something cleaner. Sharper.Anger.Five years of marriage, and this was it? Five years of swallowing my pride, and this was how it ended?I blinked back tears and forced my face neutral. Picked up the envelope. Pulled out the papers with steady hands even though I was shaking inside. Snatched the pen."That's my girl," Marcus said. "I knew you'd see reason."I signed my name on every yellow tab. Evelyn Hart. Evelyn Hart. Over and over until it was just shapes on paper, meaningless scribbles erasing five years of my life.I set the pen down and slid the envelope back to Marcus with a smile that felt like broken glass."Done." My voice came out steadier than expected. "You can burn all my things. I don't want any of it. But I expect that ten billion in my account within the hour, Marcus. Not tomorrow. Not next week. One hour."Marcus blinked, clearly surprised I wasn't crying
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONEI'd forgotten my phone.Again.If Marcus sees me coming back home without the groceries I was supposed to buy, he will definitely give me one of his ‘you are such a disappointment’ looks that I am starting to get used to anyways.The house was silent when I slipped through the front door. He'd mentioned conference calls this afternoon, something about Singapore, so there is a chance that you would be in his office right now on a call, so I kicked off my heels and started upstairs barefoot, the marble cold against my soles.Halfway up, I heard it.A rhythmic, unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin, followed by breathless gasps.My hand froze on the banister. For one stupid second, I tried to convince myself it was the television, maybe the neighbor's music bleeding through the walls. But I knew...God, I knew what that sound was.I kept climbing.The bedroom door stood half-open. Those sounds were louder now, accompanied by a woman's breathy giggle.I pushed it wide and froze
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