Novels by Alison Hart

This wasn't how it was supposed to go. I needed to be Luna and needed the power that came with being Alpha Kieran's wife."Come," the same harsh guard commanded, grabbing my arm roughly.I wanted to protest, but the look in his eyes warned me against it.As we walked through the corridors, I caught sight of my parents. My mother's face was pale with shock, while my father looked furious. Lyra stood beside them with a satisfactory smile."Your new home," the guard said as we got to the room I was supposed to stay in.Three young women were inside, and they all looked up when I entered."Fresh meat," one of them said with a bitter laugh. "Welcome to paradise."The guard left without another word, slamming the door behind him. I stood awkwardly in the doorway, not knowing what to say."Don't just stand there," another girl said. She was blonde. "Take the empty bed. That's yours now."I moved toward the bed, setting down the small bag of belongings Celia had packed for me."I'm Marina," t

I didn't know what to say to him or how to respond. My mind was trying to process this unexpected complication."We can leave tonight, Elena. I have horses waiting at the east gate. We don't need to wait for..." I pulled away from him, and he looked surprised."I'm not running away," I said carefully, watching his face fall. "I'm engaged to Alpha Kieran, and he's already furious about what happened yesterday."I needed to be cautious. I didn't know how deep Thomas's relationship with Elena had been, but I couldn't afford to arouse suspicions or create more complications."But you've never cared about what that monster thought before. Why now?" Thomas asked, "Elena, you said you'd rather die than marry him. You nearly died rather than marry him."Before I could answer, the door opened and my twin sister walked in. Her eyes darted between Thomas and me, and I caught something cold flash across her face before she smiled."Thomas, there you are," Lyra said sweetly, moving to stand beside

I nodded. My entire body went cold."Everyone out," Alpha Kieran commanded. His voice left no room for argument.My parents and sister rushed from the room without a word. They were terrified of him, and honestly, I couldn't blame them. The power radiating from him made even my new wolf whimper in submission.He sat down on the chair beside my bed. His dark eyes studied my face like he was trying to see straight into my soul. The scent of pine and rain filled my senses, making my heart race in a way I didn't understand.I forced myself to focus. The last time I let a man's scent cloud my judgment, I ended up burned alive with my innocent child.Never again."Elena," he said, my new name slowly. "What you did yesterday was unacceptable."I stayed quiet, watching him carefully. Something felt different about him compared to other Alphas I'd met. There was something almost... lonely in his eyes beneath all that coldness."Your father came to me requesting an alliance. I agreed to marry y

My eyes fluttered open. A sharp pain shot through my head, making me wince. Everything was blurry at first.I was supposed to be dead. The last thing I remembered was the flames eating at my skin and the screams as I burned alive with my unborn child.I blinked several times until my vision cleared. This wasn't the pack grounds where they had executed me. I was lying in an enormous bed with silk sheets that felt softer than anything I had ever touched. The room was beautiful, with expensive furniture.Where was I?A girl with reddish-brown hair was curled up in a chair beside the bed, fast asleep. She looked young, and I had never seen her before in my life.When I tried to sit up, pain shot through my chest, and I gasped. The sound woke the girl immediately."Elena!" she screamed, jumping to her feet. "Oh my goddess, you're awake! I thought you were going to die!"Elena? That wasn't my name. My name was Sera."You're alive," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "The healers

Tonight, we execute the murderer who took the lives of innocent wolves."You stand accused of practicing dark magic and cursing our pack's children," Elder Thompson announced to the angry crowd. "How do you plead?""Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I didn't do anything wrong. I'm just a healer."The pack members who once thanked me for saving their lives now threw mud and stones at me."Witch!""She cursed my baby!""Kill her before she destroys us all!"Tears streamed down my face as I searched the crowd desperately. I found Damien standing at the front, his arm wrapped around my sister Lydia. She was crying, pressing her face into his chest."Damien," I called out, my voice breaking. "Please, you know I would never hurt anyone."He looked at me with cold eyes. "I thought I knew you, Sera. But the evidence doesn't lie.""What evidence? I don't understand any of this." I was sobbing now, my whole body shaking. "Please, just tell me what I did wrong. I'll make it right."

/Alora/The peaceful night stretched before us, revealing numerous stars that unfurled like small light forecasts for our future. Randall and I sat on a hill that offered breathtaking views of our growing piece of land, which had become our true home. We gazed at the beautiful full moon as the woods extended over the valley, presenting complete routes to our village across ancient rifts. It was now calm. It was our peace of mind.Randall's body heat comforted me as I relaxed against him, allowing the tranquil evening to soak deep into my center. I placed my palm over the intricate tattoo on my wrist to connect with the sacred bond between the ground, our packs, and him. As I viewed our land illuminated by moonlight, I was confident that every step we took had resulted in this beautiful moment. And it was gorgeous.My softly whispered words, "We've been through hell," showed the real truth. We withstood the difficult times together because we refused to give up, and as a result, we e

/Alora/A heavy atmosphere of joy filled the festival space, along with numerous life energies coursing through its grounds as I strolled among the crowded visitors. Since ancient times, this festival has commemorated peace and memory under the official name of the "Festival of Unity." Every pack territory within our boundaries, as well as pack territories from nearby territories, came together for a unique celebration in honor of Lila's lingering spirit. Throughout the event, we honored the alliance between the SilverClaw and Night Terrors packs, which has grown stronger since their original bond via conflict.My ears were overwhelmed with the sweet noises the children produced as they raced by. Because the long-standing hatred between us was no longer there, the once bitter enemies from both packs reunited as a unit in an unhindered celebration. The scene was quite amazing to see. They were unaware of how their ancestors had previously overcome adversity and endured bodily suffe

/Alora/The night was filled with silence. The only sound was the rustling of the leaves beneath the weight of the moonlight as the wind swept through the trees like the moan of an old, tired soul. It was a welcome sound, and the forest—so familiar to me—always gave me a sense of calm. However, tonight felt different.The ambush had left a mark on me. The loss and uncertainty were nearly too much to endure. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the expressions of people I couldn't protect. I could still hear the echo of Lila's laughter in my head, a sound that felt distant and unreachable now.I needed to find some comfort, even if just for a moment.The grave was just ahead. I didn't need to search; I already knew where it was. I had been there several times since the night Lila was taken from me.I kneeled by it, resting my palm on the cool stone and allowing the weight of my sadness to subside for a while. I hadn't been able to truly grieve previously. The battle, the pack, and the b

/Alora/The air smelled of smoke, blood, and betrayal. I stood in the center of what was left of the ritual grounds; the ashes of the sacred bonfire spread across the earth like a terrible metaphor for the vows made just hours before. Wolves hurried to help the injured, their frightened shouts breaking over the crackling of remaining flames. My hands were coated with filth and blood—some of it mine, not all. My breaths were short and weak, but I refused to falter."Ethan, secure the perimeter," I said, my voice as keen as the dagger strapped to my thigh. "Kayla, please prioritize wounds. "Nobody dies on my watch today.""On it," they said in unison, their expressions a combination of resolve and fatigue.Randall's presence behind me was like a shadow, his protective instincts tightening in the aftermath of the attack. His voice was low, but it carried the weight of a storm barely contained. "This wasn't a random attack, Alora.""I know," I said, turning my attention to the wolves ar

/Alora/My breathing became louder than the vision breaking my focus with its rough and irregular rhythm that made me feel like I tore through endless forest paths. My heart thundered in my chest, an unrelenting beat that echoed the warning still ringing in my ears: Maintain the bond, or else this connection will destroy you.The abrupt movement as I stood up revealed my death grip upon the blanket which served as my link to reality. The gloomy light of the moon through curtains provided the only illumination in the room. Beside me, Randall stirred. His usual calm attitude tonight seemed to create a heavy powerlessness. When his eyes met mine he slowly awakened. His voice came from the darkness low and thick while still sleepy. “Another vision?”My voice reduced to a soft minimum as I replied "Yes." “And it’s getting worse, Randall. The voices... They’re louder. Different voices are giving us warnings about the approaching dangers.“What did you see?” His face remained calm but a m

/Alora/Hello, Randall.I needed to stand in front of you and acknowledge my faults.Her face tightens, and his hands form tight fists at his sides. Despite the tense situation, his eyes remain filled with anguish.Maris takes another stride toward him, unfazed by his threatening tone. Her words rush as she says, "I made a mistake." Walking away from you was the worst mistake of my life. I told myself that I could find happiness with him, but I realized my mistake.Randall, he's gone now. He's died. And I..." Her low words are muffled by grief, and a single tear falls down her cheek. "I never stopped loving you."Maris' remarks begin to weigh heavily on Alora and Randall's bond. Alora's breath pauses for a moment.Randall's natural weakness pierces her heart more deeply than any weapon.Randall talks gently and firmly, eventually concluding, "You don't get to say that today." "You disappeared. You choose him. When you left to start your new family, I painfully grasped every shattered p