The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate
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What if the greatest danger was falling in love?
Maryelle thought her summer in Rome, Georgia would be nothing more than supernatural combat training—a chance to rebuild herself after heartbreak. But fate had other plans.
When she meets Phantom, the enigmatic king of werecoyotes, sparks ignite in ways she can’t deny. He is powerful, magnetic, and the one risk she swore she’d never take again. Every heartbeat pulls her deeper into a love that feels both forbidden and inevitable.
Yet love comes with shadows. Phantom’s uncle, ruthless and power‑hungry, sees Maryelle as a threat to his ambitions. To him, she is unworthy of the crown’s heir—and her presence is a danger that must be eliminated. Schemes coil around her, loyalties fracture, and every choice carries the weight of survival.
Maryelle must decide whether to walk away or fight for the bond that could cost her everything. To love Phantom is to defy power itself, to stand against a darkness that would rather see her destroyed than cherished. But some risks are worth taking, even when the world says they shouldn’t exist.
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate is a young adult shifter novel where romance collides with peril. It’s a story of passion and resilience, of secrets and betrayal, and of a love that burns brightest when danger closes in. With twists at every turn and a chemistry that refuses to be silenced, Maryelle’s journey will grip you until the very last page.
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Chapter: Chapter One Hundred and oneMaryelle's POV After Lucian speaks to the bed-and-breakfast owner, he returns with a handful of key cards. “I figured everyone would want their own room,” he says, his gaze lingering only on me. Still numb, I watch as he hands out the keys. “Should I walk you to your room?” he asks when I don’t move after receiving mine—suite number four. I shake my head. “I’m okay. Thanks.” I expect him to head toward his own room, but instead, he waits. A quiet presence. Unwavering. Sighing, I push forward down the hall, searching for my suite. “Dinner’s at seven sharp,” he calls after me. “I’m in suite number eight if you need anything.” ********* I collapse onto the bed, burying my face into the pillow as soon as I step inside. The softness should cradle me, but instead it feels suffocating—like sinking into a grave I can’t claw my way out of. My chest tightens, a bitter weight pressing down until I can barely breathe. One part of me aches to sob, to let the grief spil
最終更新日: 2026-08-20
Chapter: Chapter One-hundredPhantom’s POVThe room was dim, shadows stretching long across the walls. I sat hunched on the edge of the bed, staring at the ring Maryelle had thrown at me. Its dull glint mocked me from the nightstand, a reminder of everything I had destroyed. Enough of my memories had returned to know exactly how much we had loved each other—how deeply, how recklessly, how completely. Every kiss, every promise, every whispered vow of eternity burned through me now. And yet I pretended not to remember. Pretended she was just another stranger. Pretended she was nothing. Because once Dr. Malcolm’s email arrived, everything changed. His words were clinical, final: her intercrossed status was irreversible. Permanent. No cure. No reversal. No chance of heirs untainted by the DNA of an experiment gone wrong. And with that, the future I had imagined with her collapsed. I told myself it was duty. That I was protecting my people, my crown, my bloodline. But the truth was simpler, crueler: I was a cowa
最終更新日: 2026-08-19
Chapter: Chapter Ninety-nineLucian’s POVI could feel Phantom bristling behind me, his anger and frustration thick in the air. But I didn’t care. My body was spent, my mind frayed, and my patience razor-thin. “I need to speak to the owner. I’ll be back.” I stepped out of the car, the night air cool against my skin. The sign loomed above us: Laci’s Bed & Breakfast Lodging. I pushed open the door, and warmth greeted me instantly—lamplight spilling across polished wood floors, the faint scent of herbs and bread lingering in the air. Laci appeared from behind the counter, her face lighting up the moment she saw me. “Lucian,” she gushed, rushing forward. “It’s so good to see you.” I allowed myself a small smile, the kind reserved for old friends. “It’s good to see you again, Laci. I’m hoping you can accommodate me and some of my acquaintances.” “Of course. It would be my pleasure.” She pulled out a handful of keys, pressing them into my palm. “Return the keys to the rooms you don’t need, and as usual, e
最終更新日: 2026-08-18
Chapter: Author's noteOh, Phantom. You may not wanna trust Lucian’s 'help'. 👀Thank you for reading! See you in the next chapter. ❤️
最終更新日: 2026-08-17
Chapter: Chapter Ninety-eightMaryelle’s POVPhantom’s phone screen lights up. Al’s cell number fills the display. Phantom hesitates before answering. “Why do you have my number? Why are you calling me?” “I didn’t give you back your memories for you to hurt her,” Al says. “She doesn’t deserve this, Phantom. Tell her why you’re ending things with her. She should know the truth… about the email you got from Doctor Malcolm.” My stomach drops. “Are all of your memories back, Phantom? And what email is Al talking about?” I ask, voice barely above a whisper. Phantom exhales sharply. “Now is not the time for this conversation.” No. “I want to hear the truth. I want it now, and I’m not taking no for an answer. So if I ever meant anything to you, you get out of this car right now, and you’ll tell me everything.” Silence. Then—he steps out of the car. I follow Phantom into the woods, dread curling in my stomach with every step. The car disappears behind us, swallowed by darkness, and all I can hear is
最終更新日: 2026-08-17
Chapter: Chapter Ninety-sevenLucian’s POVAn invisible force jolted me upward, forcing life back into my veins, breath into my lungs. It took a minute to realize where I was. Darkness pressed in, heavy and suffocating. Soil clogged my throat, my lungs, my every desperate attempt at breath. Each heartbeat was a war, each second a battle against the weight of the earth. I was buried alive. The earth was a coffin. Soil pressed against my eyes, my lips, my ears. Each second slowed, strangled by the weight above me. I should have been gone—a casualty of a cruel prophecy. But I wasn’t. And beneath the soil, I could hear everything. Phantom’s voice carried through the night, vile and venomous, tearing my girl down, stripping her of worth. “But I can do this.” Her voice shook, trepidation tangled with determination. “I don’t care what you can do.” He sneered, agitated, the words borderline abusive. “You are not going in there. PTSD hits people differently, and I need everyone at full capacity to make sure my mo
最終更新日: 2026-08-17
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