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His face turned to stone, and he grabbed my arm, dragging me into the janitor's closet. "I, Derek Thayne, reject Roxanne Meyers as my mate," he spat, and I snarled. "I accept your rejection." *** Alphas always have to be careful when it comes to their children; they are the perfect targets to the pack's enemies. No one was prepared though when the rogues attacked the Black River Pack and kidnapped the Alpha and his family. For months they were tortured, focusing mostly on the youngest child: Roxanne Meyers. Roxanne endured the abuse for months, constantly reminding herself that she was the daughter of an Alpha, that they would not break her. But one day she had no choice but to succumb to their demands. She returned to a pack that hated her; she killed their Alpha and Luna. Even her older brother turned on her. She became the lowest ranking wolf in the pack: the omega. Every attempt to escape the pack's abuse failed and her only hope was to find her mate. But her mate was none other than Derek Thayne, the son of the Alpha who took over following her parents' deaths. After accepting his rejection, she escaped to a nearby pack with the help of her new Alpha. She was thriving and rising up the ranks in her new pack. But unfortunately for Roxanne, Derek was far from finished with his rejected mate. And he wasn't going to let the threat of war stand in his way.

(*Edits have been made to earlier chapters.) "And you still want this?" "Only tonight," I said. "Tomorrow, you reject me and I leave Sterlink. This changes nothing." Drake held my gaze, as if giving me one last chance to change my mind. I didn't. Instead, I reached for him, grabbed the front of his robe, and pulled him to me. Drake caught my mouth in a hard kiss that tasted of whiskey, his hands gripping my hips with rough possession as he dragged me down onto the mattress. He stared down at my body with a dark, twisted look before sneering, "If it weren't for the bond, I would never spare you a second look." His words hit a nerve, and I glared up at him with fury, trying to shove him away. Instead, he caught my wrists, pinning them hard against the mattress, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Too late to go anywhere now." ***************************** Chloe Byrne has spent her entire life being treated like she is worthless. As a poor omega, her only escape is her intelligence, until graduation reveals the one thing she never wanted: her longtime bully, Drake Dawson, the Alpha heir of Sterlink Pack, is her fated mate. Forced into marriage by his father, Chloe is now bound to the boy she hates, who continues to humiliate her despite their bond. But when she begins uncovering strange secrets surrounding the Dawson family, Chloe realizes they may be hiding something about her past, and her marriage to Drake is far more complicated than she ever imagined.

Moira always considered herself a helpless romantic, and she strongly believed in faith, even when life did everything to prove her wrong. She has been waiting to find her mate for years, before deciding to be happy with her high-school sweetheart. But then he found his true mate and broke Moira's heart. Duncan is nothing like the prince charming, girls usually dream of. There is a reason why people call him the Bloody O'Sullivan, and he is totally fine with it. But one night he meets a woman he never believed existed. His mate. Moira is determined to see the man behind the fearful rumors, but Duncan might not be willing to let her in. Will she be able to break down his walls and uncover his secrets? Can she live with the truth? But before she can find the answers, a threat comes, and she has to fight alongside her mate to protect the pack and her new family. ~ “You didn't let me mark you back,” I said quietly. “No,” he answered simply, not looking at me. “You know, from your behavior right from the start, I thought you wanted me. I still feel like you do. But you rejected me,” I let my disappointment be evident in my voice. “I did not, and I will never reject you,” he looked at me, his eyes dead serious. “I marked you as mine. You belong to me,” he cupped my face into his hands. “But you don't want to belong to me,” I whispered and suddenly felt like crying.