Shifted

Meet Ashley Weston, a girl born into a reputable family from one of the second most powerful packs, "the Blood Moon pack." At the age of 13, her parents were killed by the unknown. When the pack found her with her parents dead bodies, they thought she was the one that killed her parents because she was the only one that escaped death without a scratch on her body out of the three of them. Abandoned and shunned away by her family, maltreated by the entire pack, forcing her to become the slave and omega of the entire pack, Ashley had no choice but to keep from everyone when she shifted on her 15th birthday. Struggling with life and living in constant fear. However, all these things are about to change when she meets her mate. [THIS IS MY FIRST NOVEL EVER. I DECIDED TO TRY VENTURING INTO WRITING AFTER READING NOVELS FOR SO LONG. SO GUYS BARE WITH ME ON THE FEW MISTAKES I MIGHT IN BETWEEN.] Hi guys, happy new year! How have you all been doing? I want to bring to your attention that every part under the Silver Wolf series will now be written as one here. They will no longer be written separately for everyone's convenience. Thank you for your understanding. XOXO

"You either walk away now," Aiden said, his voice sharp and cutting, "or you stay and deal with the consequences." Tristan's chest tightened as he met Aiden's gaze, the challenge blazing in his dark eyes. Every instinct told him to run, to leave before things spiraled out of control, but his feet wouldn’t move. “What’s it gonna be, Tristan?” Aiden’s voice was low, almost taunting. “Because if you stay, there’s no turning back. You won’t just be here. You'll be mine. Every inch of you, every breath, every thought... mine!" ...... Even before they became stepbrothers, Aiden and Tristan had never been on good terms, not since high school. Tristan couldn’t have imagined that the arrogant guy he despised—the same one he hated with passion—would one day become his stepbrother, a fact he refused to acknowledge. But after a drunken night led to an accidental , something shifted in Aiden. He began to see Tristan differently, from an angle far removed from brotherhood. It enraged him. He fought to keep hating him, to remind himself how wrong it was. Yet, the harder he tried, the more he missed him. The more he wanted him.

My name is Allison Trueborn, I am hated and banished from my pack because I dared to fall in love with Raymond. I come from a family where our mom favors one daughter over the other. Unfortunately, I’m not the favored child. All I had to do is marry a wealthy high ranked Alpha and look pretty for him. I was not supposed to have purpose or ambition. I was expected to follow the rules and do as I’m told always. But, I wanted more. I just wanted to find love and happiness after years of bullying from my mom, my sister and many others in our pack. I planned to escape through marriage, but my plans were ruined when my sister stole my man and made me her chosen slave. To make her happy , alpha Williams had by legs broken too when he knows I couldn’t heal because I’m wolfless. He shifted into his alpha wolf and bit down on my limb, tearing through my flesh and breaking a bone before he stopped. I yelled and screamed in pain, feeling the searing pain from the fracture. I saw the look on my sisters face, she was practically living her dream, enjoying the moment and savouring it like a good meal.

He’s the alpha king, my crush, my guardian. And he’s 20 years older than me. ** “How old are you?” “T-Twenty,” I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie. “I’m an adult.” I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn’t know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell like I was lying? I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down. “Please, Alpha King,” I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. “I’m… sure I can please you.” “Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?” He knew. I should have known that he would know I wasn’t twenty. “You seem so deliberate, but I’m not interested in your offer. How about we play a game?” “A-A game?” He narrowed his eyes and gave me a slow, cruel smile. “If you win, I’ll grant you sanctuary.” My eyes widened with a spark of hope. “But if you lose….”

“A Luna is meant to be graceful and elegant not…” His mother sniffed, her nose up in the air, “not this.” Disdain and disgust dripped from her words. Every word felt like a blow to my heart, I kept still, waiting for Roland to come to my defense like a good mate. I sent a pleading gaze to him but all I got was an icy stare in return, but I still held faith in my heart. He sighed and his gaze softened with something that looked like self-loathing, “I'm sorry Selena, you're not just Luna material,” His gaze shifted to the person beside me, “And I'm in love with another.” There was a ringing in my ears as time slowed and my world came to a standstill, “W-what?” I choked out, dazed. Selena was the fat unwanted twin, the one her mate rejected for her prettier, slimmer sister. Once rejected, betrayed and left for dead, she almost gave up on life itself. When she stumbles into the arms of two alpha werewolves the world fears, she doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. Four years later, she returns, stronger and fiercer, a queen in her own right. The weak fat wolf is dead and in her place is someone they would never see coming. A weapon. Vengeance.

Despite being the Daughter of the Beta of the BloodRose Pack, Alexandra Pearce has never believed in Mates or First Love. Her life revolved around three life goals; To protect her family, her pack and to enjoy life with her best friends. But the Moon goddess had other plans for her. With the emergence of her stoic, possessive and bad boy mate, Alexandra is thrust into a world unlike the one she had planned for all her life. Old secrets are revealed. Pandemonium is unleashed upon her life and to top it all off, she is in the middle of a conspiracy that threatens to destroy them both...to destroy their story before it really begins. All her priorities shifted when she met Rhys and now, she was willing to sacrifice everything to protect him and their future. All Rhys Hayden has ever trained for was to become the Alpha of his Noble Family Pack. As the son of one of the most important Noble families in the Werewolf Royal lineage, his life has only ever been about securing his position. Not until he meets his quirky mate who changes his life in unimaginable ways. Cold and unfeeling before, everything that meant something to him before becomes nothing in the wake of her arrival. She is the only reason he drew breath and he would protect her with everything he has

Our family road trip ended in a cliffside plunge. The Moon Goddess told us that to survive, we must enter the werewolf world and conquer the cruelest Alpha in existence. Only by obtaining the Alpha’s "Token of the Blood Oath" could our family be reborn. My cousin Chloe, brimming with confidence, chose the identity of the "Savior." She attempted to replicate the "White Moonlight"—the lost love—from the Alpha's memories. Meanwhile, the "Spectators" from this world were blowing up the chat stream: "This family is interesting. Much smarter than the last batch." "As long as one of them gets the Token, they all resurrect. I’m betting on the blonde hottie." "For sure. The way that Alpha looks at her? His favorability is already maxed out." Just when we thought victory was in the bag, the next day brought devastating news. The first batch of family members who entered the instance were wiped out. And Cousin Chloe died the most gruesome death of them all. The tone of the chat instantly shifted to mockery and ridicule: "LMAO. Did they really think this was some fluffy romance novel? That’s the Rogue King who crawled out of a pile of corpses." "Forget his 'White Moonlight.' He wouldn't hesitate to kill his own Fated Mate."

My parents were renowned educators, celebrated as top-tier teachers who mentored countless high achievers. Yet, I was the black sheep of the family, consistently bringing home failing grades. After yet another gentle reminder from my homeroom teacher, my mom erupted in frustration. "How could I have given birth to such a foolish child? You only exist to torture me!" She disappeared for three days. When she returned, she brought a girl with her. "From today on, Cora is my real daughter. You are forbidden to call us Mom or Dad ever again. Get out. Only when you can pass your exams will you be worthy of being my daughter!" Our next encounter was at the hospital, during the school staff's annual physical check. The dean spotted me, speaking. "Renee, isn't this your daughter? Sherry works here now! That means Cora's illness can be treated. Ask her to introduce you to the new director!" My mother's gaze landed on my white coat and shifted from shock to irritation. "She changed jobs and didn't even bother to tell me?" I discreetly covered the badge pinned to my chest, trying to conceal my status. I was now Evie Coffey, the director of Obstetrics and Gynecology.

His hot breath fanned my ear and I nearly died the moment the straps of my dress fell away. Revealing a part of myself that left me vulnerable to his hungry gaze that moved over me. I pride myself on decency, to always be appropriate but the way he clenched his jaw and ran his large hands on my thighs made me go. . . to hell with decency. Reaching out, the need to touch him no longer bearable, I traced the outline of his torso through the fabric of his shirt. But even that wasn't enough as my hands moved underneath the fabric to trace the muscles there. He shifted slightly away triggering a fear in me that I had done something wrong. However, the fear diminished when he removed the fabric- granting my eyes the chance to feast on seeing more of his skin. He moved forward peppering light kisses all over my neck and torso only to latch onto my nipple tugging gently on the hard nub. I cried out at the movement of his teeth and tongue as his hands kept me close hindering any chance to reduce the contact to damn near impossible. Reducing the contact was the last thing I wanted, especially considering how far we had come. . .

Gorgeous, sassy with a smart tongue; Olivia Vitalio. A twenty-one-year-old, daughter of one of the biggest mafia. She was living a life until she got to know what exactly her father was. A monster! Shattered, betrayed, hatred were the only things she was able to feel in her blood. Anything that could bring him down from where he was, she was ready to do it and in this darkness, she found her light. He came like a storm and shook her spirt to its core. Victor Amuso, a man with a heart of rock, a living devil with a face of angel, he is an evil in the clothes of God. He has no morals and the only thing that matters for him is success and vengeance. She knows dealing with him can be signing off herself to her death but she was ready to put everything on stake. For him she was only a pawn but their deal changed something in him. A crack, something shifted inside him and he knew that Olivia Vitalio, daughter of his biggest enemy is going to be his death. The devil was losing his heart even before he could realize that he had one at the first place. His love was unexpected and she was burning him with her fire, he who wanted to ruin her world was being destroyed by her into pieces and bringing his doom. WARNING: The story will have explicit scenes, violence, matured content.