Rogue Werewolf Web Novels & Contract Marriage Stories

They say the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes... yet she clearly made one with me. On the night of my Mating Rite, she bound my soul to the Alpha of my pack, the Bloodwyn Pack. But Rafael Bloodwyn looked me in the eye, and rejected me, because a wolf of his stature could never be with an orphan beta like me. All it took was forty seconds for me to lose everything. I was exiled and cast out of the Bloodwyn pack. Left for dead on the wrong side of a border that was never going to open for me again. I should have died in that forest... Instead, I woke up in the enemy's house. Dominic Blackthorne doesn't believe in fated mates, and he doesn't believe in coincidences either, which is exactly why he isn't letting me leave. He needs a Luna. I need a pack. And somewhere between the deal we made and the secrets we're both keeping, the bond in my chest grows... "The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes." they said. I'm starting to think she just has a terrible sense of humor.