AYLA I knew it the moment that I caught his spiced cinnamon scent. My eyes found one hell of a handsome man. He was dressed in slacks and a button-down shirt. It was ripped in places and was stained with blood from battle, but it still looked good on him. It was at the moment that our eyes connected that I felt the tether that bound his soul with mine. It was odd to think that after all of these years, fate finally decided to toss me curveball and give me a fated bond to someone. Drell and I had a long and happy life together that brought us a large family. He was my best friend growing up, and our relationship developed from there. I would always love him, but I knew that he would want me to be happy. It took a long while for me to feel like I could breathe after his death, but it eventually happened. However, there was always something missing. I felt complete when it came to my family and my duty, but I did not feel complete. It was always easier to keep my sexual partners at a

KELLIS How did I describe Aldan and Grant? That was a fantastic question, fantastic indeed. The situation that we met each other in was one that I would never have wished even on an enemy. I could only imagine how my mates had felt when they saw what was happening. I had tried so fucking hard to fight them, but they were much stronger than me. I was helpless, and that was a feeling that I loathed with passion. I had expected that he would reject me. Who would want a mate like I was? I remembered how my heart raced when he saved me from them. It raced as he offered a safe space in his pack. He did not reject me, but I still feared that he would one day. Meeting Elle, as she insisted that I called her, was awkward at first since Grant was technically once her wolf-mate but knowing that there had never been any type of intimate attachment eased my heart. She really was an amazing woman who I was thankful for meeting. I also appreciated what she did for Grant because he was given to me

SNEAK PEEK – “FATED TO THE ALPHAS – CHASED BY CHAOS” –ANGEL I rubbed my arms, trying to provide even a small amount of warmth to my freezing body. Would it be too much to ask my kidnappers to give me a damn blanket? In the dark, the silence was too loud. Thoughts, fears, and what-ifs clamored, demanding my attention. How could my life have changed so drastically in twenty-four hours? My eyes closed as my mind conjured their images for me. My Alphas, the ones that I had always desired. Just yesterday, I was entangled in their arms for the first time. I was finally able to free the emotions that I had kept hidden all of these years. I bit my lip hard to hold in the cries that were begging to be freed. I looked around the barely lit room that was my prison. It was bare. Apparently, they believed I would try to make a weapon out of a damn pillow. ‘Breathe,’ Athena told me. ‘We will just have to play it by ear. They’re bound to come and tell us why the fuck they brought us here. Pe

ZIYAH Today was a monumental event of epic fucking proportions. It was our Ascension Ceremony. My mates and I were going to become Gods and Goddess. Pause. Rewind. Play… Nope, it was still the same truth. I remembered when they presented this honor to me during my first time meeting them. It was something that I could not even comprehend no matter how much I thought about it. Me, Ziyah Trelinin, was offered this amazing gift of becoming a Goddess. I remembered locking myself in the bathroom at one point and crying my eyes out. By the gods, I had felt so guilty for being jaded while underneath Toris’ reign of terror because I thought they had abandoned me. They did not though. They were right there with me when I thought I was all alone. Something that I had learned throughout my life was that the Gods did watch and did hear. Unfortunately, they were limited in what they were allowed to do. Even Gods had laws that had to be kept. However, they would intervene if they could. Sometim