Being Left At The Altar

Lance, a former beta and now a rogue left his pack after his mate died saving the Luna of his pack. He wandered lands of unknown territories finding a purpose to live, only being captured by an Alpha and being slaved. For his freedom, He have to let himself burn in the fire of rage and revenge and bring a special she wolf to the alpha, or let himself die rotting in the walls of the dungeons. What happens when the special she wolf turns out to be Lance's second chance mate? Will he present her to the Alpha or journey of another troubles begin in his life?

The werewolves and the witches did not see face to face, never wanting to interact with each other, despite both being a creature of magic and Goddesses. For two generations, two Alphas were paired with witches for a mate and the second better half, that was the Goddess's way of putting friendship between her children, but the wolves being an animal of instinct, the first generation did not fare well, and spoiled things further. It was then left to the second generation to set things straight, or perhaps the third. Alpha's Wilson and Quinton, are both paired with witches, one hot-headed, the other level-headed, but, what did their attitude get them? Nowhere!. That's where.

The night before I was supposed to marry the heir to the Moretti family, I found a string of ninety-nine filthy texts on my fiancé Leo’s phone. A woman named Ava Collins, telling him she loved him. Shameless. Desperate. She was begging him to call off our wedding, threatening to kill herself if he went through with it. I didn’t waste a second. I shoved the phone in his face and demanded an explanation. The silence stretched for an eternity before he finally broke. “Her brother was Liam. My underboss. He took a bullet for me. My bullet. I promised him I’d look after her.” "Jennifer, we grew up together. You know it’s you. It’s always been you. I swear, I’ll handle it. I’ll cut her off." I searched his eyes, hunting for the lie. I swallowed the acid in my throat and chose to believe him. The wedding was on. This was bigger than us. It was a treaty signed in blood between two families. And God help me, I still loved him. But on our wedding day, as we stood at the altar, vows on our lips, Leo got the call. It was her. Ava. On a bridge, threatening to jump. Demanding he come. Now. The diamond ring, a breath away from my finger, clattered to the stone floor of the church. Not a word. Not a single explanation. He just left. Left me, our families, our future... left me standing alone at the altar. Through a blur of tears, I screamed after him, "Leo, if you walk out that door, we are done!" His only reply, tossed over his shoulder, “She needs me.” He never looked back. Carrying his child, I vanished from his world and never looked back.

"No stop. We should not be doing this. You are Noah's brother and my boss" Esme murmured and tried to push Leo away. But he didn't budge. He pinned her to the glass wall in his office and started kissing her. Her protests drowned with his kiss. ....... Esme stood on the Altar alone, waiting for the groom who dissappeared. Standing alone on the Altar on her big day should have been devastating. That too when the groom was her best friend of fifteen years and fiance of four years. She should have seen this coming. And she should be a crying mess. But she is not. Strangely, she is feeling relieved. Her gaze fixed on Leo Ashford, her Fiance's elder brother. The wrong brother she fell for. The brother she shouldn't be thinking about. The brother who is off limits. The last man to whom she shouldn't have lost her virginity to. 'I promise Esme, I will cherish you this time' she remembered Noah's promise from just a few hours ago. She felt bitter, because he couldn't even hold his promise for even a day.

Nathanxiel loves to play with fire, his dominance is one of the reason why all of women that came into his life ended being afraid of him. Until he met the woman that make him feel the unexpected love that he didn't plan at all. What will happen if the woman he love become afraid of him and left him.

Just one step away and Nicole will be living as the wife of the man she loves. But he rejects her at the altar, mistreats her and leaves her with an overwhelming sense of shame. No one had considered her until everyone had considered her dead. Nicole felt so betrayed and she was going to avenge what she experienced. When she returns, will all those who did something like this regret it and will she forgive them?

Everly shot down her chance at her destined to be with her chosen mate, the man she was sure would provide the best future for her. Though underappreciated, she has been working hard to make her new pack top three in the nation. But what happens when her husband reconnects with his childhood sweetheart, and she ends up getting kicked out and left in the cold with a baby on the way? The conveniently appearing mate from all those years ago, the one that told her she would regret the choice to reject him, offers his help, but can she trust him? How does he plan to get his revenge on her for shooting him down? And what about this new woman her husband has left her for; why is she suddenly interested in a married man after being with another pack for years without a peep? With females vying for her mates’ attention, not to mention the pressures of being a mother, Everly will have to figure out what matters most to her before everything is taken away for good.

Yana was transported to a parallel world, being not in her body. I woke up in the woods, thrown out by my own husband. She fell out of favor with the werewolf clan, and her husband abandoned her, suspecting her of treason. Yes, and the previous owner left a gift at parting! And what should she do now? Survive, learn a new world and look for your place in it!

Phoenix was left on the doorstep of her pack and adopted by the Greeley's. She's ostracized by the pack and the soon to be Alpha, who turns out to be her mate. After being rejected she decides to leave but when she has to return, she is no longer the Phoenix they knew. She has a power that no one can explain and when she unleashes that power, will anyone be able to rein her in?

At a concert, I went wild, shouting at the top idol on stage, “Tony Townsend, spray on my face!” That night, my brother had me pinned against the ancestral altar, a ruler pressing down on the back of my neck. “Lift your head. Tell me, what did you want that idol to do to you?” Later, he shoved me down onto the mattress, his fingertips grinding against my swollen lips. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”