Novels by Jessica Arriet

Tyler’s POVI waited until Amira was up the stairs and out of sight before I turned to Tamara, and the second our eyes met, she stopped holding it together.“You humiliated me in front of that girl, Tyler.” Her voice was calm. Too calm, which only meant that she was one wrong word away from screaming.Lucinda stepped forward immediately, a hand rising as if to physically hold her back. “Tamara—”“No.” Tamara lifted a trembling hand to stop her, though her eyes never left mine. “Let him answer for himself.”I folded my arms across my chest, needing the barrier of it. “I didn’t ask you to come all the way here.”“You didn’t have to.” Her eyes were wet, and she looked mad at herself for it. “We were to have a meeting with the elders and you bailed out on me. We are getting married soon, Ty.”“According to who?” I raised a brow, though her answer hardly surprised me and Of course, I already knew the answer before she opened her mouth. My father, Lucinda, the council, everyone else except

Amira’s P.O.V.I kept my eyes on the window long after the Blackridge pack had disappeared behind us. I watched as the familiar trees blurred into streaks of green and brown, then gradually disappeared.For thirteen years, the Blackridge pack had been the place where I slept and woke up every morning knowing exactly what was expected of me. I never got the opportunity to even cross pack borders and now, for the first time, I was leaving.Not because I had finally gathered enough courage to run away. I was leaving because a man I had met only days ago had looked at the people who had treated me like dirt and decided that I was worth protecting.I didn’t know whether that thought comforted or frightened me. I glanced down at my hands resting in my lap. They were trembling and I quickly tucked them beneath the folds of my dress.“Are you okay, Amira?” King Tyler’s voice made me turn.He sat beside me in the backseat, one arm resting against the door while his eyes studied me with an in

Tyler’s P.O.V.The silence that settled over the hallway was suffocating. Every guard, servant, and warrior who had rushed toward the commotion stood frozen, none daring to breathe louder than a whisper.Cedric’s face had gone pale.“My King…” he began carefully. “Surely this is all a misunderstanding.”I stared at him without blinking. “I don’t remember asking for your opinion.”The temperature in the hallway seemed to drop even further. Rage simmered beneath my skin, threatening to snap the last thread of restraint I had left. Even Owen, standing a few steps behind me, crossed his arms with an amused expression clearly enjoying Cedric’s discomfort.Cedric forced a laugh. “She’s merely an Omega. An insignificant servant. If she has somehow deceived you into believing—”“Enough.” My voice echoed through the corridor as the Alpha command rolled off my tongue effortlessly.Several wolves left immediately while some lowered their heads. Even Cedric instinctively stiffened before catching

Amira’s POV The last thing I remembered before I passed out was the sharp pain in my head and the stranger that had grabbed Catherine by the neck. He was tall, probably a little over six feet and had short, wavy brown hair. I guess it was the right time for my body to give up. I hadn’t eaten for two days in a row and with all the beatings I got. It was bound to happen. I drifted half awake, slowly turning until a strong scent still lingering in the air hit me. It wasn’t familiar, but it sparked something deep in me like the first breath after being underwater too long. It was warm, grounding and unexpectedly calming. My wolf stirred, even though it sounded weak. And then I heard her voice, faint this time, again. What did she mean by mate? Last time I checked I was rejected and the matebond was snapped. Would the moon goddess just grant me another mate within the space of twenty four hours. There was absolutely no way and besides I had never heard of that. I blinked my eyes op

Tyler’s POVThe engine purred as Owen drove down the dark stretch road leading to the Blackridge Pack’s territory as he hummed some off-key tune just to piss me off. I sat in the backseat, watching the trees blur past, with my arms folded across my chest, and my jaw tight with irritation. Owen was my Beta and unfortunately, my loudest pain in the ass. “Can’t we just turn this car around?” I muttered. He snorted. “And miss the glorious transfer of power from one asshole to another? Not a chance.” I never liked the Blackridge pack, and the only reason why I accepted their invite was because my late father still had a pact alliance with Alpha Cedric, which was signed when his pack faced a massive rogue attack years ago. I was too young to challenge it then but now that I was king, I had no intention of keeping the peace with a scumbag who only built his power by greed and taking out innocent blood. I didn't need their alliance anymore because after the years I took over as lycan king

Amira’s POVA rush of cold water hit my face and body, soaking my thin blanket and my clothes as I shot up, gasping and coughing.“What the hell—?!”I looked up and saw Catherine, standing near my bed with an empty bucket in her hand and a smug smile on her face. “Rise and shine, peasant.”She wore a silky dress with gold patterns, and her hair was done up like she was heading to a royal ball, playing the role of a princess in a tale that only she believed in. “You could’ve just called out,” I said, dragging the soaked sheet off my legs and standing up slowly, the water dripping down my arms. “Or knocked like a normal person.”“Oh, sweetie,” she giggled, leaning against the doorway. “You forfeited ‘normal’ the moment your sorry existence walked into this pack. You think because you're eighteen now, you get to sleep in?”I didn’t reply because what was the point when she was only here to ruin my morning?“By the way,” she added, turning to leave, “My Father says if you’re not down in