A Crown of Halos (book 1 of the Angel series)

What a pathetic little life I’ve got here. I can’t help but reflect as I stand on the edge of the balcony and look out over the forest. My life wasn’t always bad. I had a whole little family until I was about 13. That’s when my human mom cheated on her werewolf mate, my dad. My dad left her, taking me with, to his pack which I never knew existed until then. I was taken from my friends, my life, and dropped into a wolf pack as a human hybrid. Everyone hates me. I was too human to be a real wolf and they didn’t like that, I was always less than them. I wasn’t just looked down on but also bullied, badly. The only friends I have are the Alpha’s youngest child. One of The Twins, Angie, who is a year older than me. When I went into university, her oldest brother and I become friends too. To be Alpha, Aaron who is 5 years older than me but we’re close.And to make matters worse, I have a mate. The person who hates me most, tor

I peel my eyes open to be faced with a dark room that is not mine. Thank the goddess it’s dark because my head is pounding. I let my eyes adjust to the dark room. Sun pounds against the closed curtains leaving a slight glow to the room. I try to sit up but a very muscular arm holds me still. I glance over my shoulder to see scraggly blonde curls. What the hell happened last night? I remember drinking and dancing and now I’m in bed with the Prince. I lift his arm and slip out of bed. My dress is hanging over a chair in the pack house guest room he’s occupying. So this must be his t-shirt in wearing. I grab the dress and slip into the quiet hallway. And head out to my house to get changed for breakfast with Angie. “You are a very difficult to track down.” The Prince slips his hand into mine as we dance. “I am?” I giggle. He is so pretty to look at. Like a painting. &ld

I shoot out of bed when my alarm goes off. Shit. I must’ve passed out on the car ride to The Princes apartment. My coworker, Emily, has been phoning and texting me non stop. It’s 4:30 and already I’m late. I send Emily my location pin and just as I hit send… ring ri“Hey. I’m so sorry. Things last night…”“Angie told me. I tracked your phone. I’m outside. Come down and get your clothes and then we can go. Be quick or we’ll be late.” She says irritated.I hang up the phone and run out of the room. I vaguely remember the halls as a hallass down them. The elevator moves so slowly and finally I’m at the reception floor. The doors open to an angry Emily arguing at the receptionist.“Em!” I shout. She gives a pointed i-told-you-so look at the receptionist and struts into the elevator. She hands me all of my stuff as we get off of the elevator.“This isn’t my hou

It's been a week since Reece marked me. We haven't really spoken since. Well, I haven't spoken to him. He tried to talk to me the first few days but gave up when he realised I wasn't going to give him the conversation he wanted. I'm not the type of person who can be pushed, I'll talk when I'm ready. Things have changed in a week, they've changed a lot. I've moved into the castle with the prince which is an hours drive for uni and work. Reece and I share his room in the gorgeous palace (he sleeps on the couch because I refuse to stay in the same bed as him and he refuses to sleep in a separate room.) and he set up me up in The Luna Study which is ajoins to his. He leaves the glass doors wide open and stares at me more than actually working. He insisted I redecorate it so I did. The color scheme is baby blue and gold. The glass balcony doors are almost always open with the light washed wicker furniture littering the space. The furniture inside is the same lightwashed colou

I'm in the shower. That's all that's happening. I'm in the shower. Having a shower. Having a very long hot shower. I'm trying so hard not to think because it makes my head hurt but I can't help thinking about how different it is. With Reece. It's so different. I never felt anything like that with Ben. Not once. Reece gives me the best kind of butterflies. He is so sweet. I love the way he calls me princess and kitten. How he leaves me love notes. How he steals glances at me no matter where we are. How he insist on holding me hand, even when he's driving. He makes me feel safe and protected. He makes me feel loved. I appreciate how slow we're taking things. If we were going at a normal wolf speed, I would already be pregnant. I hope Reece wants pups. I can only imaging having a little us running around. How sweet he'll be when I'm pregnant. We haven't really spoken about the future. There are all these expectations that I don't mind fulfilling like being queen and providing an heir b