LOGINAn omega born without a wolf, Cassandra was neglected and rejected by her alpha mate. Desperate to get away from her life of being shunned by her own alpha mate, she turned to a virtual blind date where love was finally within her reach. But fate turned dangerously when she went off to meet her internet lover. Pursued for the alluring scent of her pheromones, Cassandra was ambushed by rogue wolves. However, it's not just any rogue who's ensnared, but Zero, the notorious and ruthless rogue alpha with a bloodstained reputation, was captivated by her scent as well. In order to save her, Zero marks Cassandra as his mate, creating an unbreakable bond that neither of them wanted. Furious and deceived, Cassandra's heart hurts for the love she really yearns for and believes in as her true mate—and that was the man she met on the internet. Yet, with Zero’s dark claim on her, she must struggle to resist his enthralling pull before she loses herself control of this rogue alpha permanently. [BOOK 1 OF THE NAUGHTY ALPHAS SERIES]
View MoreThe single drop of black blood traced a path down the master’s otherwise perfect face. The shock in his vibrant green eyes was absolute, a tiny fracture in the edifice of his omnipotence. It lasted only a heartbeat, but it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.Then, the shock curdled into a rage so pure it seemed to suck the light from the obsidian hall.“You…” he hissed, the cultured voice twisting into something primordial and ugly. The air around us thickened, pressing down on me with the weight of centuries. “You insignificant speck.”He didn’t strike me with magic. He backhanded me across the face with a speed that was blinding.The impact was brutal. I flew backward, skidding across the polished floor, my vision exploding in white stars. Pain, sharp and real, bloomed across my cheekbone. The coppery taste of blood filled my mouth. It was the most human pain imaginable.I pushed myself up on my elbows, spitting a glob of blood onto the flawless floor. I looked up at him,
The word hung in the air, more devastating than any gunshot. *Who is this?*Lyra froze, her grip on my arm tightening. “Zero? It’s Cassie.”Zero’s brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of confusion in his eyes, but it was the confusion of a soldier trying to recall a minor tactical detail, not a man looking at his mate. His gaze swept over me—dirty, bleeding, utterly ordinary—and dismissed me.“The human from the gate?” he said, his tone indifferent. “Kael, get the asset to the extraction point. Lyra, cover them. This distraction has served its purpose.”*Distraction.* That’s all I was to him now. A tool that had been used. A variable that had been accounted for and discarded.The pain of the severed bond was a physical wound, a gaping hole in my chest where his presence had been. But this? This was salt and acid poured directly into it. He didn’t know me. The master hadn’t just broken the bond; it had *erased* me from him.“Zero, listen to me,” I pleaded, my voice shaking, tears I couldn
The Alpha’s words were a death sentence wrapped in silk. You belong to me. The guards’ grips on my arms were iron, hauling my limp, drained body toward the ruined gate. I was a prize. A specimen. A key to be turned in a lock I didn’t understand.Zero stood frozen, a statue of pure rage and impotence, the guards’ rifles an unbreakable barrier between us. The bond was a thin, frayed wire, screaming with his fury and my despair.The Alpha turned to leave, his victory complete.And then, a new sound.It started as a low hum, a vibration that buzzed through the soles of my boots. The guards dragging me faltered, their heads cocking. The hum grew into a deep, resonant thrum, like a massive engine powering up deep beneath the earth.The air itself began to shimmer. Not with heat, but with a sickly, familiar green light.The Alpha stopped, his smug confidence finally cracking. “What is this?”From the shadows of the shattered compound, from the cracks in the pavement, figures emerged. They di
Zero’s command was a lightning strike in my mind, cutting through the paralyzing horror. The monster—my father—was a tidal wave of rage and destruction, closing the distance between us in a heartbeat. Its hot, foul breath blasted my face, the sheer force of its charge shaking the ground.“PULL!”The word wasn’t a request. It was a primal trigger.I didn’t think. I didn’t plan. I reached out with everything I had—not with my hands, but with the bond, with the stolen power still crackling in my veins. I reached for the corruption, for the twisting, sickening energy that had remade my father into this thing.I didn’t find it.Instead, I found him.It was just a flicker. A tiny, buried ember in a vast conflagration of agony and madness. But it was there. A memory. The smell of coffee and motor oil. The sound of his whistling. The feeling of his hand, rough and calloused, holding mine as we crossed the street.Dad.The connection snapped into place, a searing, painful link that had nothing
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