Plot Twists Werewolf Short Stories & Seduction Novels

Ten years into my fated bond with Alpha Rook Blackwood, I discovered he'd betrayed me again. Fighting through the pain in the old mark at the nape of my neck, I kicked open the basement door where Rook had hidden the other woman. Rook, the Alpha who had always held himself above everyone, was on his knees before a human woman named Elowen Hart, pressing her foot to his crotch as he panted with desire. I lost control and shifted into my wolf form, lunging at the girl. But Rook immediately threw himself in front of her, letting my sharp claws pierce through his abdomen. Seeing the blood gushing from the wound, I froze. Rook grabbed my paw and shoved it deeper into the wound. The agony drained all color from his face, but his eyes were cold and calm as he looked at me. "Do you need to go deeper?" I shook my head instinctively. Only then did he release me, collapsing to his knees in the pool of blood. "If not, get out. Don't scare her. I'm begging you, Lira." I shifted back to human form in silence. For the first time, the man before me felt like a stranger. As the pack's powerful Alpha, Rook had never begged anyone for anything. This was the first time he had ever lowered himself before another person, and it was for an outsider. "Lira, you can take out your anger on me however you want, but she's off limits. Stay away from this basement. Don't come after her again." The pain in the old mark kept sharpening, yet I suddenly laughed. From now on, I wouldn't just be staying away from the basement. I'd be staying far away from him too.

Billionaire CEO Killian Blackwood was looking for the perfect genes. He offered a massive reward for a surrogate mother. Ten billion dollars for a baby. But the 77 women before me had all vanished. Drowning in debt, I had no choice. I gritted my teeth and became number 78. I carried his child for ten months. I gave birth. And I didn't disappear. But as I reached for my baby, ready for my ten billion dollars, I burst into tears of terror. My newborn wasn't human. It was a litter of three wolf pups.

For three months, I’d been in an online romance with a stranger, a werewolf named "Lykos." We were falling hard and fast. Every night, his deep, husky voice and fiery texts made my whole body burn. "I want you, sweetheart." "I can feel it. You're my fated mate." "Dreamt of you again last night. Your scent was everywhere, and you were wrapped around me, begging me to make you mine." Just as I was fantasizing about meeting him, something in one of his daily photos caught my eye: the silver wolf sigil of the Blackwood Pack. And I, a Beta, work for a corporation owned by the Blackwood Pack. I'd been dating a pack member for three months—someone who could be right under my nose! As I frantically tried to guess who he was, I saw it, and my blood ran cold. My boss, the Alpha's brother, Liam, was wearing the black obsidian and silver ring I’d picked out for "Lykos."