Chosen Mate

Dear Readers,Please note that The Chosen Mate is a Paranormal Romance. While it's not as dark as my other works, there are a lot of sexual graphic scenes and forced proximity. Chosen Mate is an alternate storyline for The Forbidden Alpha. The main thought that plagued us by the end of The Forbidden Alpha was, "If only they had more time in the beginning. Things could have been different." In Chosen Mate, they get that time. My goal is to grab you by the ankle and force you to feel every emotion my characters feel. If I'm not giggling, squealing, crying, or getting angry, then this wouldn't be a good read. If you are new here, welcome! I appreciate you taking a chance on my book baby and I thank you from the bottom of my book nerd heart! This is the perfect book to start off with if you are just getting started with me. This will also be the lightest book you ever read by me. If these situations are triggering, while I appreciate your support, I hope you will stop reading if it damage

*Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep*The alarm goes off, but I stay still willing it to magically shut off. I groan when it doesn’t. I feel a migraine as it threatens to split my head apart. Careful not to move it I reach around for my phone. I can’t remember where I put it and know I’m going to have to open my eyes to find it. I give in to my fate and roll over, my hand dropping to the floor, I sigh in relief as my hand wraps around its shape.Of course it was right next to the bed.Rolling onto my back a cry of frustration escapes from my lungs. I have to get up. I know I fucking do, but the warmth and false security my bed brings me makes it hard. The Alpha and his family get up to start their day early. It’s my life’s mission to make sure they have everything they need, that includes a full belly before they leave the house. Breakfast must be prepared by the time they head into the kitchen.I know pack slaves are a thing of the past and I shouldn’t have to live this way anymore, b

AdeaShane walked through the kitchen door, his stride confident, his eyes dark. When they lock on me there’s a flicker of emotion there and I fight the urge to cower under his gaze. The need to run pumps through my veins, but I fight it tooth and nail and return the same energy he’s shooting my way. The corner of his lip twitches before it turns into a full on smirk as he walks across the room. Shane makes his way past me and his sister to take his seat in his usual spot. Gabe elbows me, a reminder to get their breakfast on their plates. The sooner they eat, the sooner we can leave. Today, we went for simple and easy. I filled their plates with scrambled eggs, buttered toast, and bacon.I bow in greeting as the Alpha and his mate walk through the other entrance. Alpha Joshua and Luna Rose look the exact same they did when I first came to Half Moon. They haven’t aged a day. I like to think it is their love that keeps them young. Alpha is tall like Shane, has black wavy hair and gray e

ShaneMy first conscious thought that morning was Goddess-damned that feels good. Warm wet lips are wrapped around my cock and I flex my thighs and lift my hips without so much as opening my eyes. I can imagine whatever I want with them closed, I can imagine whoever I want. I bite on my bottom lip as she takes me so far down her throat she gags.Fucking choke on it.She swallows around my hard cock and I throw my head back as she does exactly what I asked. Soft fingers gripped my thigh as she crawled in between my legs. I gripped the back of her head and reveled in the motion of her head bobbing up and down. I imaged Adea’s long brown hair in my hands, that it was her soft lips around my length, and it was me she enjoyed in her mouth. Her tongue slides up and down my shaft as she sucks me like her life depends on it.“Oh fuuuuck,” I groan.She lifts her head and my cock stands and sucks on my tip before she lowers her mouth to my balls. I curse when she takes them into her warm mouth

ShaneI was asked today to share a happy moment spent with my family, when I couldn’t think of one, I was asked to share any happy memory I had of my parents. Still, I couldn’t name one. Where familial bonds should pull me to them, an emptiness sits. If it weren’t for my twin sister I think I would have killed myself long ago.People think that I would look down on her or want her gone sine we are both technically heirs to the throne, but I would rather slit my own throat than to harm a single hair on her head. Had I been born an only child I firmly believe I would have killed my parents at an early age. Why do I harbor such hate towards them? Why do I not care about their expectations or low opinions of me?I was born with all of the memories from my previous life.Every terrible thing, every death, every time she chose him over me, I remember it all. As a child it was hard to sort multiple past lives out, but eventually I got the picture. I was doomed to an eternity of suffering, bu