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Skylar spent the next three days in a haze of blinding sex, large books she had stolen from the Alpha's library and happiness. Pure and undiluted happiness. There was no room of the house they did not christen, he had bent her over the couch, the kitchen counter, the bathroom and even the garden fence. Literally, there was nothing they were afraid or unwilling to do to each other. It was safe to say that Alpha Waddell was a monster in bed. He had no restraint and took whatever he pleased and gave whatever he wanted to her.

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“Dusk is here with a healer and an Alpha, yes? You can handle it. Any threat that enters this pack will regret it.” I blinked at the book in his hands. “Dad… what are you even reading?” He held up the cover. “A novel. ‘THE ALPHA’S REKINDLED BOND.’ Apparently, it’s about an Alpha who dumped his Omega mate, went crazy, and then magic brought her back as an Alpha who wants revenge. Idiot.” I stared at him. “Are you serious right now?” “Oh, yes. And guess what? Your mother forced me to read this nonsense. The author—some enchantress named Muleba Makukula, who writes about wolves and territories as if she knows anything. A bunch of she-wolves adore her stories. Absolute garbage.”

With nearly thirty books and seven series, she continues to thrill fans with her werewolves, dragons, elementals, gargoyles and trolls with a thing for Poe. She spent most of her life in Alaska, including several winters in a cabin in the woods, where she became intimately acquainted with outhouses, generators and woodstoves. Her years of snow machines, boating and mosquitoes convinced her to move her family to Washington, where she basks in the “tropical” winters. Connect with Autumn online at: autumndawnbooks.com Sneak peeks of works in progress: authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Friend me on Facebook Did you like this book? Positive book reviews drive sales and keep me working for you! Reader

Lyra — Age 8 Blackwood Pack Territory, Alaska By her eighth birthday, Lyra Blackwood knew that Alaska wore beauty and brutality like twin crowns. Jagged mountains loomed beyond the windowsill, their snow-packed peaks gleaming like sharpened ivory fangs. Endless forests of spruce and fir stretched into shadowed depths, their needles whispering secrets the wind alone could carry. Winter draped the land in ice too long, while spring arrived hesitantly, as though afraid to break the frost’s hold. Even daylight felt reluctant—pale and fleeting, as if it belonged somewhere warmer, more forgiving.

everyone comes out for fun. Alaska is one of the northern areas in the US and the place they live in is known as Anchorage, Alaska. Even with such coldness, the people of Alaska love to enjoy the nights out. "Who is your type then, Pidge?" Lia asked wiping her mouth with a napkin. "Someone who can dominate me..." she murmured but it was loud enough for the girls to hear. Pidge was quite drunk, after having the dinner they went to stay at Rosina's.

And once you reach for it, you will identified as one of their leader. Every born child of Alpha's will have their own book. And this book will lead them to a quest. A quest will help them to level up. These Alpha's were created by Mother Tree, she was the most powerful of the underworlds. She can give more life to every creature in their land. But creating the Alpha's would be her greatest mistake because instead of protecting their land they were the one destroying it by killing each other just to be a leader. The four Alpha's can be recognized which group of clan they're belong by the color of their eyes.

That the heat crawling up my neck is from the sun, not shame. But I can’t help but care. Despite the dread filling my stomach, the scene looks like something out of a storybook. The late evening sunlight pours in through the gaps in the trees, giving the clearing an ethereal glow that glints against the soft fur of shifted wolves. And as usual, I can only watch with envy from the edge. “Hey, Kane!” someone yells.

He smirked in his head. He finally saw the clearing. The Red Crescent Pack is a little pack. It is not popular because it has been hidden. Alpha Damien always protected his pack by not picking fights and not telling anyone about the location of his pack. He has allies, but he is still so cautious. He ran towards the deep waterfall and then jumped into it. The flow of the water was so harsh, but he swam back to the bank and then ran into the forest. Alpha Damien reached his pack boundaries, he shifted back in his human form, and carefully scanned his surroundings for any danger but it was all quiet. He entered the pack then heaved a deep peaceful sigh.

FLASHBACK YEARS AGO INTO THE WOODS The night was surprisingly quiet and the owls hooted while hanging on the branches of the trees as a sudden cry of pain and anguish were heard far into the woods. A huge black wolf with glowing eyes was being tied down by many wolves, it's was a beta and it was being betrayed by his pack. A pale looking woman was crying on the floor as she was been raped by the alpha of the pack, her cloths were roughly torn, her claws scratched the floor due to struggle and as she cried her fangs came in view. She was a vampire, a very beautiful Vampire. The wolf which was abushed was Derek and the woman crying for help was his beautiful wife Lydia and hiding under the tab