LOGINRejected. Betrayed. Reborn. Beatrice Raven was raised as a servant in the Nadine-West Pack, unwanted, unseen, and unloved. But everything changes when she discovers her fated mate is none other than Mason Wilder, the Alpha’s son. Instead of accepting her, Mason chooses another as his Luna… yet he can’t seem to let Beatrice go. When a rogue attack exposes Mason’s true loyalties, his jealous Luna, Zahra, takes revenge, imprisoning and torturing Beatrice in secret. she escapes and finds refuge in the powerful blood-howl Pack… where she learns the truth about who she really is. Now stronger, wiser, and no longer bound by fate, Beatrice is back. This time, she’s not looking for love. She’s looking to reclaim her power and her future. He rejected her. She became unstoppable.
View MoreCaleb's POV The temperatures in the room suddenly shifts and Raphael materializes at the foot of my bed. His eyes lock onto Raven instantly, hungry and furious. His gaze flicks to me only briefly, dismissive, as if I’m just another obstacle between him and what he believes belongs to him. “There you are,” he says softly. “You ran farther than I expected." Raven stiffens in my arms but I can't feel it's not fear but rage. “She’s not going anywhere,” I growl, shifting so my body shields her, he just smiles dismissively. “That’s where you’re wrong, Beta.” Arrogance filled in his tone. His hand snaps out, magic sparking as he reaches for Raven, fingers curling like claws toward her bare skin. Raven lifts her head and her eyes meet his, and something ancient ignites between them. “No,” she screams. I hear commotion outside, my brothers want to enter but Raphael and Raven powers cause some blockage. Her scream is all it takes and the room detonates with force. Raphael is s
Caleb’s POV Raven sleeps against my chest, her soft breaths fanning me, I still can't believe she is here with me. I don’t dare to move even an inch. Not even when my legs start to ache, not when the room cools and the night deepens. I’ve learned the hard way that moments like this don’t last unless you guard them with your life. Her breathing evens out, slow and steady, but my wolf doesn’t rest. The bond hums alert, Something’s not right. I lift my head slightly, careful not to wake her, and focus past the walls of my room via my bedroom window. I feel something foreign, not too close but not far either. Someone has definitely crossed the outer wards. I feel it like a wrong note in my spine, a subtle pressure just beneath my skin. Whoever it is isn’t careless enough to barrel through. They’re testing us, or they are trying not to be noticed. I think I know who it is, and he's trying to get to her, but not this time, I won't let her go. She is finally able to remember me, an
Caleb’s POV She’s in my arms, the moment my hands close around her, instinct takes over before anger, before questions, before the part of me that’s waited two years for this and ached every single night. I lift her without thinking, her weight familiar, her body trembling as I pull her onto my lap. She’s naked, but I don’t let myself react to that, not even a flicker. All I register is how cold she is, how her skin shakes against mine like she ran through hell to get here. I grab the blanket behind me, the one that still smells faintly like her even after two years, and wrap it around her carefully, like if I do it right she won’t disappear. My arms come around her again, firm but not tight, giving her the option to pull away but she doesn’t. This feels unreal, like something my mind created to punish me, two years without contact, two years of silence so complete I trained myself not to feel her absence because feeling it hurt too much. But again it never worked. And now s
Raven’s POV “I can’t wait any longer, Trice. I can't.” Raphael's drunken voice is heard from the living room. I'm just from the shower. He has been away the whole day. Judging by the commotion, he's totally wasted. I always wonder how alcohol gets to him this hard, I mean, he is a hybrid for crying out loud. Before I can contemplate what's happening, my bedroom door is kicked open. “You hear me.” He croaks. “I can't fucking wait any longer, Trice. You are my mate, and I want you, and I'm going to have you.” He says, walking up to me. He has something in his hand like a bracelet, it's shining. "Stop right there, please, Raphael, you are drunk.”I say as I walk backwards, but I hit the bed frame, indicating no road ahead. Before I can think of what to do, he swings the bracelet, which rolls around my arm. Immediately my body feels heavy, and I feel like I can't do anything anymore. "There, there, that will make you stay put for a while.” He says, smiling. “I've long longed






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