Emarc
How many ways can one birthday go completely off the rails?
When the pack's future Alpha and resident golden boy player rejects Livana Liveshade on her eighteenth birthday, she decides to take matters into her own hands. With the help of her closest friends, Operation Revenge is set into motion to show the arrogant Alpha exactly what he threw away.
The plan works. A little too well. Because in grabbing the Alpha's attention, Livana accidentally catches the eye of someone far more dangerous: a drop-dead gorgeous Lycan who doesn't care about pack politics, rules, or taking no for an answer.
"You thought you could outrun me, little wolf?" he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver straight down my spine. His dark eyes glint with a mix of amusement and wild, unyielding hunger.
"I wasn't running," I reply, backing away until my shoulders hit the locker room wall. "I was just... keeping my distance."
His lips curve into a slow, feral smile as he steps into my space. "Game over, Livana. I'm done watching from the shadows. It's time to claim what's mine."
Fluffy pink earmuffs and squeaky toys. Am I really about to let a Lycan catch me?
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