LOGINAfter marrying my Alpha mate, I realized everything had been a sweet lie. I grew up in a werewolf orphanage, until three months ago, when my Alpha father suddenly found me and brought me home. At my welcome party, fate led me straight into the arms of my mate. I truly believed I was the luckiest girl in the world—until I found out I had a twin sister. She’s beautiful, adored, and dying. Turns out, everyone was kind to me just so I could have a child to save my twin sister’s life. Everyone loves her—not me. I was nothing more than her shadow. To protect my unborn baby from becoming a pawn, I ran. In my panic, I accidentally crossed into the territory of the most powerful pack. It was far too dangerous. Just as I was trying to escape, a stranger stepped out from the shadows and called me mate... My wolf instantly recognized him—he’s the Alpha of this pack. Fear and confusion flooded my heart. Moon Goddess, how could I possibly have two Alpha mates? They're nothing alike... One is cold and distant, the other is dominant and possessive, and now... I have to choose.
View MoreLiam's POVAs Iris and I are eating breakfast one morning, a warrior suddenly walks into the room, stone-faced with a letter in hand. “This was just delivered from the Moongrove pack,” the warriors says gravely. At the mention of the Moongrove pack, sheer rage boils in the bit of my stomach. I bare my teeth in distaste. This whole debacle with William Ashford was the last straw–not only did Jasper refuse my exchange offer, he had the nerve to threaten me with a full Werewolf Council investigation. And despite complying with his demands, Cora still isn’t in my hands. Iris is dying. I need to save her. I need to fix this. “Bring me a letter opener,” I demand. Iris looks up at me over the table, eyes sad, but she doesn’t say anything. Once the letter and small blade have been placed before me, I slice the envelope open in a single smooth motion. My hands tremble with rage as I expect to see yet another foolish demand from Alpha Jasper, but when I see Cora’s elegant looping cursive
Cora's POVThere’s a small path near the edge of the Moongrove pack’s territory, close to the forest. I capture its location in my mind, planning out my route. The path will lead out towards the eastern continent–a land filled with untouched mountains, lakes, and rivers. There aren’t a lot of packs living out that way–and even the ones that do won’t know who I am. Maybe it’s the fresh start I need. I stand in the center of my room and ponder my plan. There’s going to be a small dinner this evening–just me, Jasper, Felicity, Gamma Rogers, and Beta Smith. I’ll find a way to slip away quietly and head back to my room early, then regroup there. I stack a bundle of clothes as well as some rations and tools in the corner of my wardrobe, then cover them with dirty laundry to keep them hidden and avoid suspicion. I’m sure there’s stuff I’m forgetting. I’m sure there’s lots more I need. But right now, the most important thing is that I get away from here. That evening, I sit with everyon
Cora's POV“He’s no longer of any use to us. Execute him.”Jasper’s words echo through my mind relentlessly as I make my way back to the pack house with everyone else, and I can’t help but worry about what they mean. The interrogation is over now–there’s nothing more we can get from William Ashford. And now, according to the deal, Jasper is supposed to hand me over to Liam. Jasper had told me before that he was still thinking it over, but I have no idea whether he’s truly lost in thought or if he’s already made up his mind. The decision to dispose of Ashford so permanently certainly indicates that he knows what he’s going to do. But what? As much as it pains me, I have absolutely no idea what Jasper’s true intentions are. “No doubt it’s been a trying day for everyone,” Jasper says. “I’ve had the maids prepare us a feast in the dining hall. Please, enjoy.” I walk down the hallways with everyone else, heading to the dining hall and wishing I could pull my thoughts out of this doom
Cora's POVAs we step out of the dungeon, I’m still rattled by everything I’ve just seen. “That was… I say slowly, glancing over at Jasper. He nods. “You okay?”“Yeah,” I reply. “We did what was necessary. I just… I’ve never been through anything like that before.” “I understand,” Jasper says. I hadn’t expected Jasper’s infamous reputation to be more effective than me stabbing the guy. Once Jasper had stepped in, though, the interrogation went by like it was nothing. It had gone surprisingly smoothly after that. William Ashford had spilled everything–his accomplices, their secret codes, the locations of their operations…All of it. When I found out that Liam truly hadn’t been involved with any of the terrible things Teresa had been put through, I was surprised by the wave of relief that washed over me. I’m still trying to figure out what it means. Why do I care if he’s a good person or not? Why do I still want to think the best of him, despite everything that’s happened? Maybe…
Cora's POVAs Jasper walks away, it’s obvious to me that he’s upset. But I can’t for the life of me figure out what’s got him so torn up. Why was he so on edge? What could he possibly be so bitter about? Aren’t I trying to keep the peace within his pack? It’s strange that he’d hold so much resentm
Cora's POV“Then I’m going to wipe the Snowcrest pack off the map.”As the words slip past Jasper’s lips, his eyes lock onto mine with an intensity that feels almost like a warning, and a shiver runs down my spine. Is he implying he’d get rid of me, too? I immediately recall the conversation I’d
Cora's POVTeresa’s reaction to Jasper, Beta Smith, and Gamma Roger has to be linked to whatever hellish torments she was forced to endure down in that basement. I look down at her in pity and hold her close as Jasper casts a curious glance around the clearing, no doubt trying to decipher what cou
Cora's POV“I’m not letting you go.”As Jasper gazes deep into my eyes, I feel sick to my stomach. He’s being controlling. Possessive. Forceful. All the things I can’t stand–all the ways I refuse to be held over someone’s thumb. And yet I’m stuck with him. I need his scent to keep myself and my chi












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