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“I, Alexei Volkov, reject you, Aera Alvarez, as my fated mate,” he said without an ounce of hesitation and left the mating ceremony in dead silence. And then, I felt something inside me die. *** Aera Alvarez has been physically and mentally abused by her father, the Alpha of Calisto Pack because she has a severe stutter when she speaks. Unlike her twin sister Aena who was treated like a diamond in their town for her eloquence and exotic beauty, Aera grew up to be ostracized for her ginger, curly hair. On her twentieth birthday when she was supposed to meet her fated mate, she was immediately rejected by Alexei Volkov, the next in line Alpha of the Triton Pack, because she was weak, saying she would be unreliable as their new Luna. Driven by envy and unjust treatment, Aera decided to muster her courage and changed her endeavors. After five years of secret training, Alexei who became a rogue when he defied the Moon Goddess's choices by refusing his fate, reclaims her as his mate as soon as she alters her reputation from incapacitated werewolf to the next in line first female Alpha of their pack. Now that the vicious Alexei was kneeling in front of her, will she accept him as her mate after breaking her heart without the retribution she deserves? Or his reclamation will lead her to a secret that will forever lose her faith in love? *** Reclaimed by the Alpha contains two book. Book 1 - The Alpha’s Regret ( The Cruel Rejection - The Mutual Submission) Book 2 - The Real Heirs (The First Pain - The Ending)

“You are right. She doesn't belong here in the open.” My voice deepened and my Eyes dilated. “She was made to be under me or above me or anything as long as I’m within her. That was her destiny.” ******** What was supposed to be a one-night stand became an addiction to the infamous Lycan King who visited the human world for the first time in many years. Lycan King Archie who recently took over the throne from his old father decided that after years of staying within his world, he needed some time to relax his head. He went to the human realm after a princess was chosen for him to rule with but he found a Rogue in the human world. A rogue he couldn't resist. A rogue he had a wild and hot night with. A rogue he became addicted to; Amanisa... Amanisa had hidden well among the humans, training and preparing herself for the revenge she was planning to achieve against the werewolf realm. Her kind killed her family because they wanted his title. She didn't know that she would be meeting the new Lycan King on the same night she decided to have her last fun in the human world before returning to the werewolf realm. These two destined lovers started as a meaningless fling but they couldn't break off until their individual responsibilities to their family sprung up again, threatening to break them apart. On one side was a sinful attraction that developed into love but on the other side was who they were meant to be… enemies.

The day my wife gave birth to my foster brother's child, my entire family waited tensely outside the delivery room. They were not concerned about whether Sheila Rogers would make it through labor safely. They were worried I might turn up and make a scene. My mother kept glancing at the elevator. "He won't try to come up the stairs, will he?" My father was on the phone with hospital security again and again. "Yes, about six foot three. Have you seen him?" My brother stayed coiled and ready, fists clenched. "If my brother causes trouble, I'll lay down my life to protect Sheila and my son." However, from the start of labor to the moment Sheila delivered safely and both mother and child were declared healthy, I never showed up. Reclining on the hospital bed, Sheila took out her phone and asked my mother to call me. "Tell Hank not to cause any trouble," she said calmly. "If he's willing to be the child's godfather, we can still live our lives together." She felt absolutely no guilt toward me. From her perspective, she had merely granted my parents their long-standing wish for a grandchild. What fault could there possibly be in that? What no one knew was that I had never planned to go to the hospital. At that very moment, I was training beneath the scorching sun. All for a single reason: in one month, I would deploy with my unit to Safrana on a peacekeeping mission. Once I left, there would be little chance of ever coming back.

Four months before my mating ceremony with Alpha Marcus, his mother pulled me aside with that familiar look of disdain. "You're just a common Omega who don't understand proper pack etiquette. How can you possibly stand beside my son as Luna?" Her solution? Ship me off to some specialized Luna training academy to learn "proper manners." Marcus wrapped his arms around me that night, his breath warm against my ear. "It's all for our future, Sylvia. Trust me." My heart melted. Of course I trusted him. I would have done anything for him. I never imagined that the so-called Luna Etiquette Academy was nothing but a torture chamber designed to break female wolves. Four months of hell. Four months of having twisted ideologies beaten into me: "Lunas must submit to Alphas." Question anything, and silver whips would tear your skin apart. I lost my ability to shift completely. When I finally escaped that nightmare, I discovered the horrifying truth. Marcus hadn't sent me there to better myself. He'd sent me there to get me out of the way—so I couldn't interfere with his childhood sweetheart Victoria's mating ceremony. But when I exposed the academy's brutal reality at that very ceremony, when Marcus finally learned what he'd put me through, the powerful Alpha completely lost his mind.

**One girl. One mission. One deadly secret coursing through her veins.** Hilda Alegre thought escaping her abusive father was the hardest thing she'd ever do. She was wrong. Sold to a powerful criminal organization, the naive Filipino girl becomes their perfect weapon—not through training, but through a single injection that turns her blood into poison. One remote command, and she becomes a walking death sentence. Her target? Aron Nicastro, the crime boss's own son who dared to defy his father and disappeared into the shadows. But infiltrating the world of exclusive art galleries and elite criminals isn't easy when you've never left your rural village. Disguised as a street vendor, Hilda must get close to a man dangerous enough that his own father wants him dead—all while hiding the lethal secret pumping through her heart. **The rules are simple: Complete the mission. Don't get caught. Don't fall in love.** **Because in her world, one wrong touch could kill them both.** As mysterious protector Art watches over her and handler Gabriel struggles with his conscience, Hilda discovers that the deadliest weapon isn't the poison in her veins—it's the growing connection she feels to the very man she's supposed to destroy and the who need to protect. In the criminal underworld, trust is fatal, love is a luxury, and innocence is the most dangerous weapon of all. **Some missions are worth dying for. Some people are worth killing to protect.** **But when you're literally toxic to love, how do you choose between your heart and your life?**

Gair, the third-born son of the Laird to the largest clan on the border, is one of three identical triplets. He is quite content with the fun and freedom of a third-born son. He enjoyed spending his days training with the men and his nights laying with willing lasses. Leaving his brothers to squabble over how to run the clan and worry about providing heirs suited him fine. Unfortunately, the king has other ideas. To keep peace in the highlands and unite the borderlands the king feels all three men must have a clan of their own. Since he believes all three are unwed, he chooses brides for them which will result in each having a clan to rule and a wife to create heirs with. He wed Gai to a beautiful woman. The problem? The woman had married his brother two years earlier! With a coin toss, the brothers swap identities, switching wives and clans. Will anyone notice? Will Gair regret leaving his home and the beautiful woman the king had gifted him to head off into the unknown, to run a clan he's never visited and marry a woman he's never met? Isobel is an outcast in her own clan. She refuses to dress or act like a lady. Instead, she has found a way to become nearly invisible, and to help and who are being abused to escape to new lives. She had thought herself safe from the dangers of marriage. It hadn't occurred to her that the king would see it done. Can she trust this stranger with her secrets? Can he help her heal from the past? Most importantly, can she help him save their clan from being taken over by a band of rogue mercenaries?

I was sitting in City Hall, about to sign that damn mate bond certificate with Logan—Alpha of the Eastside Moonclaws—when his phone buzzed. One glance. Then he stood up like this was all just another errand. Didn’t even flinch when he said: “Something came up. Let’s push the bond signing to another day, yeah?” And just like that, he was gone. Left me sitting alone, surrounded by bonded pairs, all glowing with that sickly sweet “forever” vibe. Why? Because Emma, his darling little childhood packmate, twisted her ankle during pack-speed training—trying to keep up with the advanced wolves when she barely passed the basic shifts. Ten minutes later, I get a text: “Emma’s injury’s kinda serious. I gotta stay with her. Let’s move the wedding, okay?” Just another time—maybe the last—Logan picked her over me. But this time? No tears. No begging. No rage. The clerk gave me a quiet look, like she already knew how the story ended. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I pulled out my phone.Didn’t wait for him to change his mind. The clerk gave me that soft, pitying look. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I shook my head, and dialed home. The moment my Beta sister picked up. “Tell Alpha Dad I’m coming back to the Ridge. Today.” A pause. “You sure?” “Yeah,” I said, standing up, my voice steady. “I’m done here.” And just like that, I walked out. Not just from the building—but from him.

Kael Vance arrives at the academy with one goal: survive long enough to uncover the truth behind his family’s mysterious downfall. Cold, calculating, and fiercely independent, Kael trusts no one. In a place where alliances shift like shadows and betrayal lurks behind every smile, he quickly earns a reputation as someone not to be underestimated. But his carefully built walls begin to crack the moment he crosses paths with Lucien Draven. Lucien is everything Kael despises—privileged, powerful, and dangerously perceptive. As the heir to the influential Draven bloodline, Lucien moves through the academy with quiet authority and lethal precision. He sees through Kael’s defenses almost instantly, sparking a rivalry that quickly turns into something far more complicated. Their clashes are intense, both on and off the training grounds, each encounter laced with tension, pride, and an undeniable pull neither of them is willing to acknowledge. As deadly trials push students beyond their limits, Kael and Lucien are forced into close proximity, their survival depending on cooperation rather than conflict. Secrets begin to unravel—about the academy, their families, and hidden force manipulating events from the shadows. Kael discovers that his past is deeply intertwined with the Draven legacy, and Lucien is not as untouchable as he seems. What begins as hatred slowly transforms into a fragile, dangerous bond—one built on shared pain, unspoken truths, and forbidden desire. But in a world where emotions are exploited as weapons, loving the wrong person could be ultimate weakness. As tensions rise and loyalties are tested, Kael and Lucien must decide whether to cling to their pride or trust each other enough to survive darkness closing in around them. Because at Draven Academy, the sharpest blades aren’t always made of steel-and the deepest wounds are carved by those you dare to love.

Mia Heather, the daughter of the pack’s only healer grew up knowing her place and staying in line. She was raised to be a quiet,obedient and invisible lady whose only purpose in life was to be a healer someday, taking over her father until she met who she thought would be her fated mate, Alpha Bladen. After hunt training one day,Mia helped him to remove a splinter that was stuck in his fur,sparking up a chemistry between them. Alpha Bladen promised to make Mia his mate when their mating season began. The promise was broken about Bladen is forced by his parents to marry Viana, and make her his mate. Luna Viana, is the perfect match for Bladen, at least in the eyes of his parents becauss she was a fmaily friend. Mia is heartbroken, devastated and her heart shattered into a million pieces but who cared how she felt? No one. Not until she met the rogue biker pack. Killers MC is the rogue biker pack that took her in when she was most vulnerable. They helped to fund her education and escape her past with Alpha Bladen. Five years later, the village needs a doctor. The blood moon had cursed the Alpha now he is faced with an ultimate sickness that only Mia can cure. This was Mia’s come back. She was no longer the quiet, obedient and invisible girl that followed her father everywhere holding his bag of medicine and lusted over an Alpha. She was now a full healer wolf. The only healer that can help Alpha Bladen to live. She comes back to the pack in love with Loren Luper, a famous sports enthusiast who has loved her since she saved his life. A twisted werewolf sports romance story.

I slid under his arms, seeking a safe place to catch my breath. I noticed a playful smile on his lips, but I chose to ignore it. "Will the transformation hurt?" I lowered my gaze and whispered. "First, your bones start to break, sending you to the ground," his eyes were closed. "Then, thick fur will grow all over your body. The limb stretching, I think that's the most thrilling part of the pain." The Alpha teased with a flicker of his tongue before continuing. "Next comes the shortening of the snout and the development of sharp claws and fangs." "Will I become irrational?" I covered my mouth, trying to control the knot that had formed in my throat. "How do you control it?" Laughing, he had already reached me and pulled me close, digging his claws not too deeply into my hip, causing a painful moan. "It takes strength, training, and having the goddess on your side, human..." He withdrew his claws, leaving only a long scratch, and returned to my chin, scratching it and collecting a drop of blood. He licked it and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be here throughout your trial..." "To make sure I die?" With tears in my eyes, I took a few more steps towards his dangerous game, realizing that his breathing was slightly heavier. "You remind me a lot of her," he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. "To ensure your transformation doesn't get out of control and to witness the deity's choice." With more pressure on my forehead, he forced me to take a few steps back in pain.