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“My heart was racing, I couldn’t breathe anymore. Suddenly something that seemed like a mistake became my reason to breathe, to live, to survive, but how could I tell him when I already said I wouldn’t fall.” Ruby Marlow. Ruby has a one-night stand that would change her life forever. Coming from an overprotective family with a retired Gamma father, and three overprotective brothers, Ruby has to sneak around to have romance in her life. She was promised to her new Alpha, Randolph Hill, who is also her brother's best friend, the current Gamma. A one-night stand with Jasper, a total stranger, changes her life forever as he accidentally claims her in the heat of passion, thereby committing an unforgivable act that threatens her future as Luna and changes her life forever.

Leah had been rejected in every possible way in her young life, but when her mate rejected her, it nearly broke her heart and she decided to leave the pack and her home for good. However, her destined mate although he rejected her, would not leave her alone as she moved from town to town to try and make a living and have a semblance of a life. When she accidentally walks into the territory of her second chance mate her life is turned completely upside down. Who will she choose in the end? Her first mate who threw her away, or her second chance mate who looks to be very dangerous. BOOK 2 - Loving a female alpha IS NOW AVAILABLE

Ruby Morgan was, in every way, an ordinary human. At twenty-six, she had never had a boyfriend, a date, or a first kiss. Throughout school, her crushes went unnoticed, perhaps due to her nerdy appearance or her tendency to blend in. She always chose studying over parties.​ Despite being a grown woman, she remained a virgin and was still intensely curious about sex. By day, she was the head technician at a top digital company; by night, she ran a small diner. Her quiet life was about to change with a single dare from her friend Whitney, who finally managed to drag her to a party one evening.​ Ethan Blackwood, a thirty-two-year-old Alpha, led the infamous Blood Moon Pack. He was a powerful figure in the werewolf world and a business magnate in the human realm, where he was seen as an unattainable aristocrat. To the world, he was a handsome, successful, and notorious bachelor, often at the center of a new scandal. He had been engaged three times, only to break it off each time, sometimes because the woman got too clingy, other times because he simply got bored and cheated. Women swarmed him, but Ethan had made a vow long ago: he would only settle with his fated mate.

Celia Johnson, my boss's sister-in-law, joined the company as the finance director and announced that all reimbursements must strictly follow the standards. I spent an entire week running around for the company and finally closed a five-hundred-thousand-dollar deal. Because the client had used two extra packs of paper towels, the per-person amount for their meal ended up eight dollars over the limit. Celia folded her arms, glanced at the reimbursement form on my desk, and sneered. "Five hundred and eight dollars?" "Yes. Last night at The Peak Restaurant, where we closed Richard's deal. Zack was there too," I explained patiently. "Eight dollars over the per-person limit. Not reimbursable," Celia said coldly. I tried to reason with her. "This was a special case. The client is high-level, and the deal amount is large, and Zack personally said it would be fully reimbursed last night." She returned the reimbursement form to me. "I don't care who said that. Don't think closing a five-hundred-thousand-dollar contract lets you ignore company rules. Reimbursements must all follow policies. Everyone will follow them to the letter." I took a deep breath. I knew arguing with her head-on would get me nowhere, so I called Zack directly. Zack said, "I did say it would be reimbursed, but I never said company rules could be ignored. It's just five hundred. And you still get commission from closing the deal. You young people need to have perspective." I stopped arguing. I turned around and refused the delivery containing the hard copy of the five-hundred-thousand-dollar cooperation contract, smiling as I explained, "Company rules say all cash on delivery packages must be refused. "Also, today is my last day here. Starting tomorrow, I work for Richard's company. As the client, I will be setting the rules this time."

After I marry Yannick Harker, I become the laughingstock of Grisport. They call me the "Voucher Wife". Whether it is doctor's visits, meals, or even a pack of sanitary pads… I can only pay for them with vouchers that are only redeemable at designated stores. The Harkers impose an unwritten rule—every expense I incur must be approved by the female butler, Tracy Swain. The vouchers bearing her personal seal become my only source of money. On our wedding anniversary, I'm injured in a car accident and end up covered in cuts and bruises. But when I try to pay my medical bill, I'm told that every medical voucher I have is invalid. With nowhere else to turn, I ask Yannick for help, only to be met with his impatient refusal. He sneers, "You need money? Isn't the 200 thousand dollars in vouchers you get every month enough for you? Or is one of your relatives waiting in the operating room waiting to undergo surgery again? "Colette Skelton, you once put a price tag on yourself and sold yourself into the Harker family. But now, you're not even worth that much anymore." I know Yannick hates me. He hates me for demanding an extra one million dollars at our wedding. That has made him the laughingstock of the entire city for marrying a gold digger. So, Yannick cancels all my bank cards and cuts off every job opportunity I have. With those vouchers, he humiliates me openly without the slightest attempt to hide his overbearing ways. The glaring lights of the emergency room make my eyes sting until tears form. With the last valid voucher I have left, I exchange it for an abortion procedure. Later, Yannick finds me like a man possessed. With bloodshot eyes, he demands to know why. I calmly slide the remaining vouchers across the table to him. "Here's your 200 thousand dollars in vouchers. Yannick, I've settled my debt to you. From now on, we owe each other nothing."

The night before my childhood friend's wedding, I finish ironing my custom Cavell cashmere coat. When I open my bedroom door, I find my mom, Madeline Stewart, trying to squeeze my sister-in-law, Selena Walker, into it. Selena is struggling to breathe, but Mom keeps tugging at the sleeves, trying to pull them further up her arms. "It's a little tight, but the fabric looks expensive," she says. "Wear it to your parents' house tomorrow. It'll make a good impression." I put my hand on the hanger and tell her that I plan to wear the coat tomorrow. Mom's face hardens. She slaps my hand away. "When did you get so selfish? You used to borrow my clothes whenever you wanted. Now that you're all grown up, you can't even lend Selena one of your coats? Besides, we're family. Why does it matter whose it is?" Selena turns to look at herself in the mirror and laughs. I look at how badly the coat has been stretched around the waist and say nothing. Since she believes that being family means sharing everything, I think it's time I take back the supplementary card she's been using for the past five years—the one with a 20 thousand monthly limit.