LOGINMona Benson of the South Hartvale Pack is a simple young lady living her life happily with the love of her life and Enforcer of her pack, Marcus Rollins. She has her diner; ‘Big Bite,’ to run and that keeps her busy and it was enough. Yes, her pack was being bullied by the larger, more powerful North Hatvale pack, but they had an agreement which kept things between the packs MOSTLY non-violent, then her pack alpha gets defeated and by a newcomer. The new alpha is none other than Mona’s fated mate and former love of her life, Dominic Blaise. Dom suddenly vanished from the town 8 years ago, but he’s back now and the mate connection between him and Mona is as strong as ever. Mona has to fight against her feelings for Dom, but the man doesn’t make it easy for her. When she learns the moon spirits have chosen her to be the new Luna, a bad situation becomes even worse. Now she’s a to-be-Luna mated to her alpha but fighting her feelings so she can remain with her Enforcer.
View MorePatty, Allen and Joe were gathered in Allen’s living room. The tension between them was thick. The message from would scare anyone.Joe leaned against a wall, hands in his pockets. Allen paced back and forth behind the sofa and Patty was perched on one arm of the sofa.“Setting us up and giving the entire pack a bad name is a pretty bold idea,” said Joe. “Even for Kane Dumont.”“It’s not an idea.” Patty shot him a frown. “It’s a plan. An already agreed upon plan. They don’t have the idea to do it, they have made the plans and are working towards doing it.”Joe opened his mouth to speak, but kept shut. He just looked off again.Allen kept pacing, his mouth moving quickly as he muttered things to himself.“Maybe you can find out where and when the ae gonna carry out this plan?” Joe asked.“Find it out?” replied Patty. “I happened on the first information by chance and now you think there is someplace that’s accessible to us where they just gather to discuss what they’re gonna do to us?”
The bathroom door creaked as Patty pushed it open, the sound sharp in the small, tiled space. She grimaced, pausing halfway out, instinct prickling. The gas station was quiet in the way places got quiet late in the afternoon, when the sun sat heavy and people moved slowly, conserving energy. The hum of the fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. Outside, her uncle was getting gas..She stepped into the hallway leading back toward the convenience store, rubbing her hands on her jeans as if she could wipe away the unpleasant chill of the bathroom. That was when she heard voices.Two men. Low. Serious.She froze.“…I’m telling you, it’s already been approved,” one of them said. His voice carried the casual confidence of someone who believed he was untouchable. “Carter wants it done before the end of the month.”Patty leaned back against the wall, heart giving a small, startled thump. She hadn’t meant to eavesdrop. But the name snagged her attention like a hook.Carter.She knew that name. Th
Marc and Jade were back in his cabin. Deep in the trees, wrapped in a quiet so complete it felt deliberate, as though the forest itself had decided to give them privacy. Wind threaded softly through the branches outside, brushing pine needles together in a slow, steady rhythm. Inside, the air was warm and carried the faint scents of cedar wood, spent firewood, and the lingering trace of whiskey.Marcus lay on his back beneath the sheets, staring up at the ceiling beams he’d sanded and sealed with his own hands years ago. Jade lay beside him, partially draped across his chest, her head resting where his heartbeat was strongest. His arm circled her almost absentmindedly, thumb moving in slow, thoughtful arcs against her skin.For a long time, neither of them spoke.Silence didn’t feel like something to escape here. It felt earned. After weeks of noise, expectations, and endings spoken aloud, the quiet was a kind of balm.“I’m not ready,” Marcus said eventually, his voice low and careful
Morning light filtered through the tall windows of Dom’s house, pale and clean, cutting through the lingering quiet of dawn. The place smelled faintly of coffee and polished wood, the kind of calm that came after a night without unrest. Dom stood near the kitchen island, phone pressed to his ear, gaze fixed on the open calendar projected on his tablet.“Yes,” he said into the phone, tone steady and authoritative. “The launch needs to feel welcoming, not ceremonial. This isn’t about reminding people who I am. It’s about what the gym offers the town.”He listened, brow creasing slightly. “No, I don’t want excessive banners. Clean lines. Strong lighting. Focus on function.”A pause.“Yes, food is fine. Keep it simple. Protein options, drinks, nothing that slows people down.”Another pause, longer this time. Dom nodded absently, even though the planner couldn’t see him. “That date works. Send me the final outline by tonight.”He ended the call and set the phone down, exhaling softly. The
I had never seen the atrium of the community center so full—so alive. The last time I’d stood here with the entire pack gathered, I’d been just another face in the crowd, another wolf with no special title, no extra responsibility. But tonight, every eye was on me.Tonight, I wasn’t just Mona.Toni
The holding area smelled of cold metal and tired officers. The long corridor was lit with harsh fluorescent light, and the hum of old wiring pulsed faintly through the walls. Nick walked quickly, long strides echoing, and Sonia followed close behind, her heels clicking a worried rhythm on the tiled
Dom sat in the cold metal chair of the interrogation room, hands flat against the table, breath steady but coiled. The walls were a sickly pale gray, the smell of old coffee and disinfectant clinging to the air. A single camera blinked in the corner—red, unblinking, accusing.He’d been in here for
I heard the knock long before I bothered to look at the door.Soft at first. Then louder. Then followed by Patty’s unmistakable voice yelling, “Miss Mona! If you don’t open this door, I swear I’ll scream the whole neighborhood awake!”I groaned into the pillow. They were relentless—those three. All












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