LOGINIsla has lived in the Silver Crest Pack as an omega slave for ten years. Her parents were killed when she was twelve, and everyone blames her. She is wolfless, weak, and abused, especially by Damon, the Alpha’s son, who has tormented her since childhood. When Damon becomes Alpha, Isla hopes she will finally be banished. Instead, during his ascension ceremony, the mate bond snaps. She is his fated mate. Damon is horrified and publicly rejects her, but the pack elders force him to accept the bond. He treats her cruelly, humiliates her, and keeps her a secret while showing off his chosen mate. What Damon does not know is that Isla is not wolfless. Her wolf was magically bound by her parents before they died. She is a White Wolf, destined to either save or destroy the werewolf race. Her enemies, the ones who killed her parents, are returning to finish the job. Now Isla must survive Damon’s cruelty, awaken her hidden power, and prepare for the enemies closing in. Along the way, hatred and tension slowly transform into something deeper, as both Damon and Isla are forced to confront their bond, their past, and their growing feelings for each other.
View MoreThe battlefield smelled like death and wet earth. I was standing in the middle of it completely naked and covered in blood. The blood was not all mine. I was shaking hard that my teeth kept clicking together. My legs felt like they did not belong to me.The white light that had been coming out of me had finally stopped. It was now a soft glow under my skin.. I could still feel it humming. It was like my body was trying to decide whether to keep fighting or just collapse.Damon caught me before I could fall. He put his arms around me tight. One hand was pressing against the back of my head. The other hand was wrapped around my waist. He was holding me like he was scared I would disappear if he let go.Damon was pale and breathing hard. He had a scar across his ribs. The scar was still pink and angry.. The bleeding had stopped."You are okay " he kept whispering into my hair. "You are okay. You are here."I nodded against his chest.. I was not sure I believed it yet. My ears were ringin
The sky was a gray and it looked like it was going to rain. The air was thick. It felt like nobody was breathing. We walked out of the pack house. I could feel my heart beating fast. I could feel it in my teeth and my fingers. Damon was walking next to me. He would touch my back every now and then like he needed to remind himself that I was still there.The pack was already waiting for us in the courtyard. They were all scared and determined. The warriors were wearing leather and chainmail the omegas had kitchen knives and sticks and the elders were holding their walking sticks like they were ready to fight. Everyone looked at us as we approached. Some of them looked hopeful some looked terrified and a few still looked angry at me.Marcus was standing near the front. His jaw was locked tight. He did not say anything. His stare was like a punch in the gut.Damon stopped at the top of the steps. I stayed next to him. He said "They are coming, not a few scouts this time but an army. They
The pack house was wide awake that night. Torches were burning in the hall and warriors were sharpening their blades and checking their armor. The omegas were packing supplies. Saying quiet prayers. Even the kids were being really quiet they were all huddled together in the corners with their eyes wide open they could feel that something was off.Damon and I were standing on the balcony looking out at the grounds. The moon was full. It was making everything look silver. There were fires burning on the training fields people were still there practicing. The air smelled like smoke and oil. It was kind of scary.I was leaning on the stone railing. My body was still hurting from the fight we had earlier.. The pain did not feel like it was mine anymore. Damon was standing behind me he was really close. I could feel his body heat through my shirt. He put his arms around my waist. He did it slowly like he was asking if it was okay. I leaned back into him without thinking about it."You shoul
The pack house smelled like smoke and iron and fear when we got back.We did not bother cleaning up. Damons shirt was torn across the chest blood drying in patches. Some of his, most not of his. My cloak was ripped at the shoulder where the claw had caught me. The wound underneath was already pink scar tissue.We walked in through the side entrance anyway hand in hand covered in dirt and enemy blood and the whole place went dead quiet the second people saw us.Omegas froze mid-task. Warriors stood up straighter. Elders at the table stopped whispering.Lila was the one to gasp. Loud sharp hand flying to her mouth."Isla. "I met her eyes. I did not smile. I did not explain.Damon did not stop walking. He just pulled me through the hall toward the stairs. No speeches. No explanations. Not yet.The eyes followed us the whole way.Upstairs he barred the door to his quarters. He turned to me.First thing he did was check my shoulder fingers gentle peeling back the torn cloak like it might






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