LOGINLuna Taylor has never hated anyone the way she hated Alpha Dante Valerian. Arrogant. Cold. Untouchable. From the moment they met, he refused to look at her, refused to acknowledge her existence — even after she became his son’s chosen mate. And she despised him for it. Soon enough fate comes out to play, when the man she loved betrays her, murders her, and attempts to steal her pack, she expects death to be the end. Instead, the Goddess restored her back to earth but this time stronger than any wolf to ever exist. She's determined to not let anything get in the way of her revenge- not even the second chance mate the goddess gifted her. *********************************************** Alpha Dante Moreno has spent five years battling an obsession he should never have allowed to grow — his son’s mate. The fiery, sharp-tongued heiress who tempts him in ways no woman ever has. She is forbidden, too young for him. And he has a curse bound to his life. Trouble and hardship they say makes a Lycan, so he stayed close watching his obsession from afar and trying even harder to stay away from her. What happens when he finds her dead after leaving her safely in his son's pack three hours ago? Who wanted her dead and why? Why did the goddess grant her another life? Why are they mated together this time? The Lycan and his daughter in law are about to set the werewolf world as they know it on fire because it doesn't matter how much she hates or pushes him away; He's not letting her go this time. She fighting away from him and he's fighting to be closer to her. And so the games begin. May the best Fighter Win.
View MoreTaylor’s POV“Get out,” I screeched as soon as I saw the face of the person who opened the door.I spun around so fast the brush slipped from my hand and hit the floor.Dante stepped inside my room and closed the door behind him. His eyes took in everything in the room in one sweep.“I should have knocked,” he said, raising his hands at the glare I threw his way.“You think?” I bit back.He shut the door quickly and turned his back to me. “Finish.”I stared at his broad back encased in a black T-shirt and matching leather jacket.“This is my room, Alpha Dante,” I said, quickly throwing my blouse up. “You do not walk in whenever you want.”“I know,” he answered in a lower voice.“Then act like it.”“I said I was sorry,” he said back softly.I pulled the blouse over my head and tied the ribbons at the wrists.“You can turn around now,” I said after I was done.He did, and his gaze did not linger on my body this time. It stayed on my face.“What did you want?” I snapped impatiently, walk
Alpha Dante’s POV"Dad, we really need your help."The office smelled like ink, old paper, and the sharp bite of disinfectant.I stood by the wide window behind his desk, with my hands clenched in my pockets. Wolves moved across the courtyard below us while my thoughts ran around in circles.Brandon continued to speak behind me. “The pack cannot go on like this,” he said. “Our medical wing is short on supplies. The southern border was attacked last month by the Umbrals.”Without turning around, I stretched out my hand across the glass as Taylor's figure walked across the courtyard.“And?” I asked.He stopped pacing. “And we need your help.”I could hear his breathing shift. My heart pounded away in my chest as she suddenly stopped in the middle as if she sensed me. A smile spread across my face as she shook her head, sent a hateful glare toward the window, and practically ran out of the courtyard.“If we merged the packs,” he continued, “even partially, we would become stronger. Your
Taylor's POV“You barely look at me anymore.” Clara's voice whined through the receiver in front of me.Her heels clicked against the wooden floor so hard I could picture her pacing.Brandon’s voice bit back. “Lower your voice.”“I will not,” she snapped. “Ever since she came back, you’ve been distracted. Always Taylor this, Taylor that.”I leaned slightly closer to the receiver.Please... Give me something good to work with.“I am handling things,” Brandon said. “For our good.”“Our good?” Clara laughed, sharp and ugly. “Yelling at me is for our good?”There was silence. Then the scrape of a chair.“You cannot be seriously jealous of a girl who remembers nothing,” Brandon said.My fingers curled slowly.Clara let out a breath through her nose. “I am not jealous. I am cautious. You seem to be forgetting that this girl can destroy us if she ever gains her memory back.”“I forget nothing. Taylor will still die, there's nothing that's going to change that. But she can't die now because t
Taylor’s POV“Miss Taylor,” my maid, Lila, said softly as she brushed out my hair. “Should I braid it today? Luna Clara prefers—”“I didn’t,” I cut in gently.She froze behind me.I met her eyes in the mirror. “You can braid it how I preferred.”She blinked, then nodded. “Yes, Miss.”I was sitting by a tall window in the east wing overlooking the inner courtyard of Brandon’s pack house. The glass was cold against my shoulder. Morning light slid across the marble floor and stopped at my feet. Clara and Brandon still hadn't discussed anything of importance. They just met for sex. Loud, disgusting sex. He still hadn't figured out that the CCTV in his office had been hacked into and the clip of me being in his office had been wiped off either.Everything was going to plan, but I was still angry. They would all pay for what they did to me and my pack. I would make sure they never did this to anyone ever again.“Lila, who decided what happened in the pack apart from Alpha Brandon?” I tilted






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