J J Rousseau

After risking my life to save my Alpha heir mate Ethan and his father from the devastating rogue attack, I devoted three years to watching over him. I stayed by his side through his physical rehabilitation until he could shift again, selling my handmade healing potions to cover the pack's financial shortfalls. I never left, never gave up, handling everything personally until the Northern Pack finally reclaimed its position at the top. But on the night of the victory celebration, standing beside him was his first love—the woman who had once abandoned him. A reporter held up a microphone and asked, "We heard Miss Victoria left you three years ago to go overseas. Now that she's back, how do you feel about her?" He smiled softly, his gaze tender as he looked at the woman beside him. "She is the most important person in my life." That night, I had a lawyer draft the mate bond severance papers. Since she's the most important, I'll step aside.

After my secret crush was discovered, my adoptive uncle Kieran, who always loved me, completely became a different person. He no longer smiled at me, and he began to stay far away from me. I tried everything, even stripped naked and stood before him begging him to mark me. All I got in return was his words of rejection: disgusting. Three months later, he even brought my best friend Scarlett home and claimed her as his fiancée. Looking at the deep wariness in his eyes toward me, I suddenly smiled with relief. I agreed to my Alpha grandfather's tentative proposal for an arranged mating. But when I finally gave up him and mated to another Alpha, why did he beg me to come back?

On the night of Mom's birthday, as she was making a wish under the moon, Dad suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered something. My usually cautious mother, who valued her life above all else, turned around after hearing those words and jumped straight into the pack's silver pit. The silver pit is deadly for us werewolves; only those with a death wish would go there. After her death, countless pack members questioned Dad about what he had said. Someone even offered a million dollars in exchange for those words. But he remained silent. Until the day of my mate ceremony, Dad showed up. He walked up to my fiancé and whispered something...

On the day of my first shift, my Alpha triplet adoptive brothers weren't by my side for the first time ever, because their long-lost birth sister Scarlett had returned. My doting third brother Hunter abandoned me in a forest crawling with rogue wolves and made me walk back alone. My gentle second brother Ethan slapped me across the face for Scarlett, demanding to know why I was being so vicious. Even my usually level-headed oldest brother Mason told me to get out and never come back for his birth sister's sake, without even bothering to hear my side of the story. Scarlett's sweet facade fell away when we were alone. "So what if your parents sacrificed themselves to save my brothers? They are my biological brothers. You're just a mongrel with no blood relation. Even if I drive you out, my brothers will definitely take my side." I didn't say another word. I just grabbed my bags and left. They thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would be back in a few days. The three brothers even postponed their busy pack affairs to accompany their birth sister to patrol the Northern territories – to see the snowy tundra I had always dreamed of visiting. Many days later, when they returned to the pack, they suddenly learned that I had joined a Beta Wolf Enhancement Program that would last ten years, with no contact with the outside world. When they knew that I could never come home again, they fell apart.

My Alpha mate Derek secretly inherited his sister-in-law Sarah after his brother's death. On the surface, I was his Luna, but in reality, Sarah was the one who truly held his heart. He praised me as the most exceptional Luna, tasking me with caring for all pack members, yet when Sarah tended to an injured male wolf, his jealousy flared so violently that he bit off the poor wolf's paw. In public, he proclaimed me as his beloved Luna to the entire pack, while keeping Sarah hidden safely in the shadows. When enemy wolves kidnapped me after discovering my identity, I desperately reached out through our mind link, begging for help. His response cut deeper than any physical wound: "Olivia, Sarah is carrying my pup. We'll tell everyone it's my brother's son. I must protect her and the baby without leaving her side for even a moment." "Just endure for a few days. Once Sarah's morning sickness improves, I'll lead all our warriors to rescue you." In the days that followed, I sent countless pleas for help through our link, but received nothing in return. Eventually, our connection shattered completely. For an entire year, those wolves imprisoned and tortured me. They broke my hind legs and ripped out my fangs, stripping me of my wolf's dignity. Derek never came for me. When I finally escaped and stumbled back to our territory, blood-soaked and broken, I discovered my daughter locked in the silver prison where rogue wolves were kept. She was being torn apart as food, her small body covered in wounds. Meanwhile, my mate—my pup's father—was joyfully celebrating the first birthday of his and Sarah's pup, announcing that Sarah's child would become the pack's heir. Tears streaming down my face, I gathered my skeletal little pup in my arms. "It’s OK, sweetie. I'll find you a better dad."

On my eighth Mate-Marking anniversary, I had carefully prepared a special celebration ceremony. My Alpha mate, Derek, told me the pack had an emergency and the ceremony was canceled. When I arrived at the venue, I was shocked to see the ceremony proceeding as planned. Scarlett, once my best friend, was walking hand-in-hand with Derek onto the ceremonial platform. Her daughter and my son were being led by their hands, one child with each adult. The four of them stood closely together while other pack members, unaware of the truth, praised them: "The Alpha of Shadow Pack and his mate look so happy together." I stood up in the crowd and applauded: "I didn't know Shadow Pack had replaced their Luna with an Omega. They make such a perfect couple." The next moment, Scarlett's face turned pale as she collapsed on the platform. I ignored the chaos and walked straight home. The following day, Derek stormed back home and confronted me: "Scarlett's condition has barely improved. Why did you have to provoke her?" My son pushed me and accused: "It's all your fault! You made little Emma cry!" I pulled out the mate-bond dissolution agreement and threw it in their faces: "Yes, it's my fault. So I'm stepping out. Now you four can be one happy family." But my mate and son suddenly began to panic.

Di usia yang baru menginjak sembilan belas tahun, Kamila harus menjalani bahtera rumah tangga dengan sang ahli waris keluarga Dewangga. Sementara Aron, mimpinya untuk menikahi kekasihnya terhenti kala menuruti permintaan terakhir dari sang kakek. Tak ada pernikahan impian, justru Aron menjadikan Kamila sebagai sasaran untuk menumpahkan segala kekecewaan serta kemarahannya. Namun, bagaimana jika rahasia masa lalu perlahan mulai terkuak, serta alasan di balik sang kakek menikahinya dengan Kamila. Mampukah Aron memperbaiki semuanya di saat Kamila sudah menyerah dengan pernikahan mereka?

The day after my Alpha mate's precious childhood sweetheart Sage accused me of sending rogue wolves to attack her, my mate Kael, along with our two sons, suspended my brother above a massive cauldron of boiling silver, threatening to throw him into the molten metal that would burn him alive. I went insane, rushing toward them, but the pack warriors held me back with iron grips. "Do you understand your mistake now?" Kael stood nearby in his perfectly tailored suit, his eyes cold as winter frost, his voice laced with ice. "Will you ever dare to hurt Sage again?" "I didn't attack her!" I cried, struggling against the warriors' hold. "Kael, let my brother go! He's only eighteen! He just got accepted to Harvard!" Five-year-old River crossed his small arms, his face emotionless. "The evidence is clear. Why are you still lying?" Four-year-old Stone nodded along, his tone innocent yet cruel. "Mommy, if you're so scared of Uncle dying, you shouldn't have attacked Aunt Sage. She's our precious one." My heart contracted violently. Sage was their precious one. Then what was I? What did I mean to them? I looked toward Kael, hoping he might spare my brother for the sake of our years as mates. But he only stared at me coldly, his gaze like he was looking at a complete stranger. I suddenly laughed, though tears streamed down my face. They thought it was just a dummy tied up there and they were just trying to scare me. They didn't realize that Sage had someone switch out that dummy. What's frying in the silver now is my dear little brother. In the boiling silver, my brother's body was already burned beyond recognition. But when I completely gave up and left, why did three men kneel down and beg me to come back?

Part 1: Dante and Sienna - Revenge Part 2: Domenico and Sylvana - Retribution Part 3: Dario and Serena - Resentment Dante 'il Drago' Dragonetti ruled New York's underbelly with an iron fist. With his brothers, Domenico and Dario, ruling at his side as his most trusted men, the mafia family thrived in infamy - no one dared to cross them. Until they met their match in three pairs of blue eyes. Sienna, the bride given and used as a tool of revenge. Sylvana, the mafia boss with bad blood running deep into her family roots. Serena, the mafia heiress sent to spy and kill. Will the Dragonetti Beasts be tamed, or will they all crash and burn? **This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.**

Meine Pflegeschwester Sophia, die letzte reinrassige weiße Wölfin im Dorf Grell, war von einem unbekannten, abtrünnigen Werwolf vergewaltigt und zu Tode gefoltert worden. In ihrem Abschiedsbrief stand nur ein einziger Satz: „Lina hat sein Gesicht gesehen.“ Von diesem Tag an wurde ich zur größten Sünderin des Rudels. Denn ich wusste, wer der Mörder war, und schwieg dennoch fünf Jahre lang. Erst als mein Pflegebruder Damien zurückkehrte, der mächtigste Alpha Nordamerikas, änderte sich alles. Er brachte das Seelensicht-Gerät mit sich und ließ gewaltsam Erinnerungen aus meiner Werwolfseele extrahieren. Alle Werwölfe, an denen das Seelensicht-Gerät eingesetzt worden war, waren entweder gestorben oder dem Wahnsinn verfallen. Meine Wölfin wurde im Gerät immer wieder grausam gequält, doch Damien unterdrückte den Schmerz in seinen Augen und brüllte: „Wenn ich die Wahrheit finde, werde ich dich und den Mörder gemeinsam in die Hölle schicken.“ Doch als die Wahrheit schließlich ans Licht kam, verlor Damien den Verstand.