Novels by Ainsley Freeman

Malcom listened with growing unease as Alistair and Adam, his top lawyer, went through the material contract that Henry Reacher and the council had drafted.It was nothing shy of a coup.He had assumed, apparently incorrectly, that the whole point of the mating was to consolidate alpha power. The whole point had been a takeover of all his holdings.And that might be part of it for at least the council. But Henry and Natalia would make out like bandits. She would receive a 30% share of his holdings and Henry would be given 25%. Which meant they could easily take control of Intercorp if they both worked together. And he strongly suspected that was the plan. Without the company to support the clan, the Galaech Ùr would not be able to continue and would be assimilated into the Forest Run Clan.And when they controlled the main financial aspect of his pack, they could effectively hamstring any authority he might have as alpha. Between Henry as an al

For a long while, Poppy felt like she was floating in darkness. Sometimes, she felt like she was on fire, but when that passed, it was just the darkness again. She was not sure what was going on. Occasionally, she thought she heard voices around her, but the warm cocoon of the inky blackness around her made it hard to make out what they were saying. But the times of fire were excruciating. It felt like her whole body was being remade, bones reknit, skin torn and placed back new. She desperately wanted to scream and cry but she couldn’t tell if she was making any noise; the darkness around her swallowed up any sound, the fire that burned her blocked any other feeling than pain.The times of fire and the times of darkness seemed to be pretty evenly spaced at the beginning, but eventually the feeling of being on fire lessened, and the darkness seemed a little less dark. Soon she just felt like she was floating in nothingness. And that was an extremely welcome sensation.

Malcom stared after his mate as she fled the room. He probably could have handled that better. Probably should have talked to her first. Ignored the jab about his “big announcement”.But everyone was expecting him to announce his engagement to Natalia Reacher. And he couldn’t, not when he had found her.What a surprise to see his mate at his birthday party, wearing a tight little uniform that showed off her glorious curves and long legs. He had not been expecting his mate to be one of the waitstaff, nor did he expect her to be a human.That would pose a small problem. But the council would accept her once he was able to turn her. It wasn’t a particul

Poppy felt herself stiffen with shock, even as the crowed started to murmur in confusion. It seemed Natalia wasn’t the only one expecting her to be named as his future wife tonight. But Malcom stood still on the stage, staring straight at her, smiling. Like this wasn’t the craziest thing he could do. Who announced they were marrying someone they had spent all of thirty seconds conversing with? This had to be some kind of joke.“Well, Poppy?” He asked, his deep voice made it seem like there were only the two of them in the room. She could feel the timbre of it rumble through her. For a moment, she wanted to say yes. To move on the stage and take his outstretched hand. To know what it would be like to be surrounded by his strong arms. But then reality came crash

Poppy tugged on her skirt, trying her best to get it just a little longer. “This shouldn’t classify as a skirt.” She muttered to Melissa as they changed in the employee locker room at Jack’s catering company. “This is a handkerchief.” Melissa snorted as she adjusted the tight black vest over her fitted white blouse. She plumped her boobs a little so they sat high and proud, filling out the snug outfit. “Just don’t bend over and you’ll be fine.” Melissa gave her a saucy wink before fixing her tight low bun to ensure no stray hairs escaped. Poppy sighed as she squirmed in the uniform. It was fitted. Too fi

Malcom paced his office. His wolf was feeling restless. Hell, he was feeling restless.His dreams were getting more vivid. Last night he had been between the thighs of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen; or at least that’s the impression he got, even though he couldn’t really see her face. The rest of her was amazing, though. He could still taste her sweet release when he woke up. Her unrestrained moans still rang in his year. Her “yes daddy” had him waking with a raging hard on.It didn’t take long for him to deal with that in the shower as he relived his dream. God he needed to find this woman. If she even existed.He was turning 30 in less than a week and still hadn’t found his mate. The elder council was on his back and an agreement had been reached, but he hadn’t been a part of making it. No, the elders and another pack had reached the agreement: if Malcom did not have a mate by his 30th birthday, then he would mate with the eldest daughter of the Forest Run Clan. He bri