Werewolf Books for Women
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True Luna
Emma is excited. She will turn 18 and shift. She can't wait to become a wolf and help her pack. Her brother is Beta, and she wants to help him. She is hoping to find her mate. She is hoping it will be her friend, Jacob. They love each other, and they get along really well. She is excited and ready for everything life has to offer. Emma is surprised when her mate turns out to be the Alpha of her pack. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for a stronger she-wolf. That she-wolf hates Emma and wants to get rid of her, but that isn't the only thing Emma has to deal with. Emma finds out that she is not an ordinary wolf and that there are people who want to use her. They are dangerous. They will do everything to get what they want. They will hurt and kill. What will Emma do? Will her mate regret rejecting her? Will her mate save her from the people around them?/1/119709/coverorgin.jpg?v=d882b33d51df7a5762331f52ef778f2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected by the Alpha Prince, Claimed by the Wolf Duke
The glacial water of the Moon Lake filled my throat, pulling me down into the sunless depths. Through the churning water, I saw Silas, the Alpha Crown Prince, standing on the shore, watching me drown. In our past life, he dove in, triggering a fated bond that forced us to marry. I spent decades bleeding for his kingdom as his Luna, but he only ever loved my older sister, Isabella. "You have laboured hard." That was all he whispered on my deathbed. Not that he loved me. He spent his whole life mourning my sister's accidental death. Now, as my lungs burned, a dreadful clarity hit me—he remembered. We had both been reborn to the night of the Mating Ball. He wanted to fix his mistake. He meant to let me die, erasing the faulty beginning of our story so he could finally choose my sister. I didn't feel sad or angry. Instead, the immense burden of my past life began to dissolve in the murky water. If he wished to sever this twisted cord of fate, I would gladly lend him the blade. I jammed a silver pin into my leg to kick free of my heavy boots and swam into the black heart of the lake. This time, I would never let him use me again. I would gladly hand him over to my sister, and marry the terrifying, "degenerate" Duke of the North instead./1/113909/coverorgin.jpg?v=5cf4840c35b31e2f53fe0289d993da87&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Loss, Her Eternal Unbreakable Love
My husband, Jackson, the Alpha of the Dorsey Pack, was supposed to be my partner, my equal. I paid for everything, from his suits to our private jet. Today, the man I loved told me I wasn't flying with him to the Alpha Summit. Instead, he declared his mistress, Amber, "fragile" and needing my jet, while I got an economy ticket. His mother, Cornelia, added my healing "aura" was too "intense" for Amber. My heart shattered from the public humiliation. Jackson kissed Amber, a tenderness denied me for years, while the pack looked away. He even blocked our mind-link, the ultimate rejection. A searing, cold rage erupted. For five years, I suppressed my royal White Wolf blood, enduring their disdain for a man who now cast me aside like trash. As my jet lifted into the sky, something inside me unleashed. I pulled out my phone, fingers trembling with resolve. "Cancel the Gulfstream's flight. Ground them. Cut everything. The game is over."/1/122090/coverorgin.jpg?v=5b8efc5fbd5302044b0c9b43b093d338&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Secret Savior: The Alpha's Rejected Mate
Eight years. I burned my hands raw with Wolfsbane every single day, just to make my scent tolerable for the Alpha who never once looked at my face. He called me his quiet Omega. His obedient shadow. Then he found her—the loud-mouthed fraud whose voice reminded him of the girl who saved his life. He gave Serena the Moonstone. He gave her my place. He gave me a black card and a cold command: Disappear. She gave me a cliff and a frozen river. As the water filled my lungs, I realized the cruelest joke of all—I was that girl. The thirteen-year-old who dragged his bleeding body into a cave. His true fated mate. But the river didn't kill me. It cleansed me. Now my wolf is no longer a cowering Omega. She is white. Ancient. Unforgiving. And when Silas finally kneels before me, rain soaking his broken pride, begging for a second chance— I will smile, and I will give him the only answer he deserves./1/122079/coverorgin.jpg?v=b349402ca6dce4f25a7dc16d677cae86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn to Reject the Supreme Alpha
Tomorrow was my formal presentation to the Pack. But my mother forced me to hide my true scent and take the place of my dead twin sister, Celeste, to fulfill a mating contract with the Supreme Alpha. "It's only right she gets to experience the glory of being a Luna through you," my mother had said smoothly. Because my soul did not match the name on the registry, the Alpha's Marking bite caused a violent, agonizing physical rejection. As my blood boiled and my body slowly died, my family did absolutely nothing to save me. My father and brother only cared about the Pack's political alliance, enabling my mother's twisted madness. She had even secretly built an underground cell lined with toxic silver right next to my sister's grave. She wanted to chain me in the dark, letting the deadly metal slowly burn my flesh until I died beside her favorite child. Until my last agonizing breath, I didn't understand. Why did she look at me like a murderer just because I survived the accident that took Celeste's life? Why was my entire family so willing to bury me alive just to comfort a ghost? Opening my eyes again, the Moon Goddess had pulled me back through time. I was back in the stormy week before my eighteenth birthday. This time, I will not be a sacrifice, and the supreme White Wolf inside me will tear their lies to shreds./0/93317/coverorgin.jpg?v=894f37d5dec6308bb30cfbec252f3d97&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Get Back The Abandoned Luna
The night I discovered my husband's whore was carrying his heir, I smiled for the cameras-and plotted his ruin. Scarlett was born a queen-heir to a powerful legacy, Luna of the Dark Moon Pack by blood and by sacrifice. She gave everything to Alexander: her love, her loyalty, her life. In return, he paraded his mistress before their pack... and dared to call it duty. But Scarlett won't be another broken woman weeping in the shadows. She'll wear her crown of thorns with pride, tear down every lie built around her, and when she strikes, it will be glorious. The Alpha forgot that the woman he betrayed is far more dangerous than the girl who once loved him./1/113931/coverorgin.jpg?v=ec00c751abcf68884422b52e9da31beb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond The Empty Altar, My Reign
I stood alone at the marble altar, the silence of the temple pressing against my eardrums. It was my Mating Ceremony, but the groom was missing. My phone buzzed with a notification: a livestream of my mate, Alpha Cain, skipping our union to welcome my sister, Eris, home. In the video, he held her like she was fragile glass, captioning it: "True power recognizes true power." When I returned to the Pack House, humiliated, I wasn't met with an apology. I was met with a slap from my mother. Eris, feigning a powerful "Alpha Aura," claimed my mere scent was poisoning her. To "save" her, my family locked me in my room. But the true betrayal came when I overheard their hushed whispers through the door. "Use Vera," my mother said, her voice chillingly practical. "She recovers fast. We can drain her blood weekly for Eris. She can stay as a servant to raise Cain and Eris's pups." My blood ran cold. They didn't just neglect me; they planned to harvest me like livestock. They thought I was the weak Omega they exiled to the North years ago to peel potatoes. They had no idea that in the North, I wasn't a servant. I was Commander V, a warrior forged in ice and blood. I reached under my bed and pulled out my black tactical duffel. "Screw the meatloaf," I whispered. I wasn't just leaving. I was going to war./0/67284/coverorgin.jpg?v=80269b96eb350f0c09eaa07eaf77d781&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Longing For My Rejected Luna
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?.../0/81053/coverorgin.jpg?v=844586f5dd37a67b7fbd0da19f4aa02d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Stepbrother, My Alpha Mate
She is claimed in a passionate kiss by her stepbrother in a moonlit field, on her eighteenth birthday-the moment their true mate instincts ignite. Raine Bittley has never truly felt at home, especially since she and her mother moved to the Shadowfang Pack when she was eight. There, she's not just considered an outsider, she's hated and bullied, especially by one person–Killian Knight–heir to the Alpha, and the most arrogant man she's ever met. Now, Raine's life is upside down. From unwanted outsider to the Pack's condescending Luna. But with that title come darker secrets. And how does one escape fate... when fate is the man she hates, yet simultaneously burns for?/0/74083/coverorgin.jpg?v=d518b611ab58f3d17f52e502d34c84d0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Abandoned Luna
Betrayed. Abandoned. Left to die. Lilac had given everything to Alpha King Kael-her love, her loyalty, her very soul-only to be cast aside when his fated mate arrived. The fragile Omega not only stole Kael's heart but destroyed everything Lilac had built, leaving her broken and watching her family perish. As Lilac took her final breath, the last thing she saw was Kael holding the woman who had ruined her. But death was not the end. When Lilac's eyes opened, she was back, six years in the past, standing in the ceremony where she was first chosen as Kael's mate. The goddess had granted her a second chance. But this time, she would not be the same naive woman who loved blindly. This time, she would fight. She would take back what was hers. Yet, with every choice she makes, the future begins to shift. Kael's half brother Alaric showed up in the picture. Fate is no longer predictable, and the kingdom's destiny is no longer set in stone. As Lilac walks a new path, one question haunts her: Is she rewriting her salvation... or her doom?/1/120770/coverorgin.jpg?v=192f643d6f9c4302b7c25f76c523c57f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Rejected Omega, His Fated White Wolf
I stood in the Alpha's bedroom, trembling as I touched the healer's note hidden in my sleeve. After three years of waiting, I was finally pregnant with my mate's pup. But when Lucius walked in, his eyes were as cold as river stones. He threw a parchment onto the table. "Sign it. The Eastern Estate and the gold are yours." It was a contract to break our mating bond. He was rejecting me to marry Rosalind, the so-called prophesied Luna. I was immediately cast out of the castle. The pack mocked me as a discarded stray, and Rosalind's followers even smashed my parents' graves with iron hammers. Hiding in a freezing safehouse, I held my flat belly in despair. I couldn't understand. Eight years ago, I saved him from a rain-slicked alley. He had cried into my neck, swearing to protect me for all his days. Why did he suddenly turn so cruel? Why did he publicly abandon me, yet secretly threaten his new Luna with a brutal death if she ever dared to harm me? Until I found a hidden ancient text and saw the terrifying truth: The Mate Blood Curse. If he completed our bond, I and our unborn child would die in a river of blood. He didn't betray me. He shattered my heart to save my life, and now he was marching into the rogue lands to sacrifice his own soul to break the curse forever. Wiping my tears, the dormant, ancient power in my veins suddenly snapped taut. I am the White Wolf, and I will take back my pack and wait for my Alpha to come home./1/114307/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c383c108dd8c44966565a36e957d5b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Abandoned by My Alpha, Carrying His Heir
Luna Elena Frost was never chosen, only assigned. Bound to Alpha Alaric Ashbourne through a cold contractual marriage, she endures three years as a Luna in name only. He never comes home, never defends her, and never looks at her, while his heart belongs to another woman. At his grandmother's funeral, Alaric publicly dissolves their marriage, humiliating Elena before the entire pack. In that moment, she finally understands the truth. She was never wanted. But the Moon has not abandoned her. A forgotten night resurfaces. Her long-silent wolf begins to awaken. And secrets buried within her bloodline start to surface, drawing danger from every direction. Cast out by the pack that once used her, Elena must flee, survive, and uncover her true power. Only then does the Alpha realize his mistake. By the time he turns back in regret, the Luna he rejected may already be gone forever./1/107010/coverorgin.jpg?v=839ec3aaf27d84a3e6354447659dc2e9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bankrupting The Alpha: The Rejected Mate's Ultimate Payback
On the tarmac, the wind was cold, but my husband’s rejection was freezing. "You aren't coming on the jet," Jackson said, adjusting the diamond cufflinks I had bought him. He pointed to the stairs where his mistress, Amber, stood wearing a silk dress I had commissioned for myself. "Amber is frail. She needs the comfort of the private cabin. I booked you a commercial flight. It leaves in three hours." He shoved an envelope into my hand. Economy. Middle seat. Two layovers. I stood there, the Luna of the pack, being told to fly cargo while a Rogue took my seat on the Gulfstream G650 'I' had paid for. My mother-in-law even chimed in, clutching the designer bag I bought her, claiming my "healer energy" was too stressful for their precious guest. Jackson blocked our telepathic bond, took his mistress's hand, and the door hissed shut in my face. He thought he was the Alpha. He thought he held the power because I had let him play the part for five years. But he forgot one tiny detail: his name wasn't on the trust fund. As the jet taxied away, I didn't cry. I pulled out my phone and dialed my personal banker. "Dr. Hogan?" "Cancel the flight plan," I said, my voice steady. "Revoke their clearance. Ground the jet at the first refueling stop. And cut the credit lines. All of them." "All of them, Ma'am? The pack accounts?" "Everything," I whispered, watching the plane lift off. "Let's see how the Alpha survives without my wallet."/0/57805/coverorgin.jpg?v=309c5503cc9a97ccfdf0961d0add7b63&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Devoted To The Alpha
*18+ only. Contains mature themes* Adeline’s world gets flipped upside down when a neighbouring Alpha takes over her pack. He’s ruthless, rumors being said that he even killed his father for the Alpha position, yet Adeline can’t help but drop to her knees whenever he’s nearby. Convinced that Alpha Jaxon has been cursed by the Moon Goddess to never have a true mate due to his violent history, he takes a compatible mate of choice instead, a woman who's strong enough to help lead the pack, unlike Adeline who looks meek at the first sight. However, Adeline discovers there’s more than lust pulling her to Alpha Jaxon. How will she be able to resist? **** “I’m not sure if that’s how one should greet their Alpha”, he uttered inches away from my lips. I paused for a second in an attempt to compose myself, adrenaline free flowing, as my wolf and I took in the comfort of being so close to him again. “Hmm, that may be true except you aren’t my Alpha yet”, I challenged him back in a seductive tone that came off naturally. Our faces were so close together that the warmth of our breaths was clashing, I so badly wanted him to give in and close the distance between us. “You feel that, don’t you? Your wolf is squealing inside to have me mark you… right… here…”, Jaxon nipped at my neck ever so lightly. I felt as if my legs were about to let out under me at any second. He moved his hand just under my sweater on my back pulling me closer into his hardness while his other hand glided across the side of my face, caressing my jaw softly. Crisp electric sparks shot through my body at his touch, “Shh Adeline, soon I’ll have you completely submitting to me. You’ll be begging your Alpha to stretch that tight, wet pussy and fill it entirely”, lowering his hand and lightly swiping between my legs./0/32985/coverorgin.jpg?v=747151d8d0bf763be9dd746754c59299&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan
When I woke up with a hangover, I found a handsome and naked stranger sleeping beside me. --- I'm Tanya, a surrogate's daughter, an omega with no wolf and no scent. On my 18th birthday, when I planned to give my virginity to my boyfriend, I found him sleeping with my sister. I went to the bar to get drunk, and accidentally had a one-night stand with the handsome stranger. I thought he was just an ordinary werewolf, but they said he was Marco, the alpha prince and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom. 'You slut, you're pregnant! Fortunately, Rick is kind enough to let you be his mistress and save you from shame.' my stepmother said, tossing a pregnancy strip on the table. Rick was an old pervert. No she-wolf could keep up with his sexual demand. No she-wolf could survive with him more than 1 year. When I was in despair, Marco came to my rescue. He got down on one knee, took out a ring and said he would marry me. --- I thought Marco married me because he loved me, but later I found that was not the truth.../0/65700/coverorgin.jpg?v=21659317487131a5818890a11ca5d28c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wanting Her Back (Her Alpha Triplet Mates)
After a heart-wrenching rejection, Willow thought she'd never see the triplet brothers again. But fate has other plans. When they come crawling back, begging for a second chance, Willow must decide if she's willing to risk her heart once more. Will she forgive and forget, or will the scars of their past betrayal prove too deep to heal? Can the triplets prove their love is true, or will Willow walk away forever?/0/91796/coverorgin.jpg?v=10a2083c169d509bd8d86e8855cf83d1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Exiled by My Mate, Crowned by Rogues
After seven years in a dungeon for a crime I didn't commit, my fated mate, the Alpha who let them drag me away, finally opened my cell door. He announced I would take my place as his Luna, not out of love, but because the law demanded it. But the moment a frantic mind-link came through that his precious Seraphina—my adopted sister, the one who framed me—was having trouble breathing, he abandoned me without a second glance. That night, huddled in a dusty shack, I overheard my own parents' secret conversation. They were planning to have me exiled. Permanently. My return had upset Seraphina, and her "weak heart" couldn't take the shock. I lay there in the darkness, feeling nothing. Not surprise. Not even pain. Just a profound, empty coldness. They were casting me out. Again. But as they plotted my exile, a secret message arrived for me—an offer of escape. A new life in a sanctuary far to the north, where I could leave the Blackmoon Pack behind forever. They thought they were getting rid of me. Little did they know, I was already gone./1/120954/coverorgin.jpg?v=9088b07e5f866cb46b6b8339d70d7361&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Omega Who Said No
When I was nine, I brought my grandmother's ashes and a Mate contract to the powerful Blood Moon Pack, hoping for a sanctuary. Instead, the future Alpha, Kael, crushed the contract into the snow, disgusted by my existence as a defective, scentless Omega. "I will never accept a broken Omega as my Mate," he sneered. For nine years, I was treated worse than a stray dog. I was locked in a freezing, dark attic, starved of resources, and humiliated daily. When a silver weapon sliced my arm and my unawakened body couldn't heal, the Luna Mother ordered her guards to throw me out into a deadly blizzard to bleed out. They only kept me alive because abandoning an orphan would ruin their political reputation. They wanted to break my spirit so I would leave on my own. I didn't understand why my mere existence offended them so deeply, or why Kael's inner wolf would fiercely protect me from harm while the man himself allowed his pack to torture me. I swallowed my pride, hid my tears, and endured every cruel insult in silence. On my eighteenth birthday, Kael finally succumbed to the Fated Mate bond. "You are my Fated Mate, Elara. The Moon Goddess herself forged you for me," he pleaded, his eyes burning with desperate possession. But I simply looked the most powerful Alpha in the eye, spoke the ancient words of Rejection, and walked away to live for myself./1/101854/coverorgin.jpg?v=608865ee4c55e4066fefb2f0979b38a0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Omega: Rise Of The White Wolf
I was the brilliant mind behind the Thorne Pack's defenses, yet as an Omega, I was treated worse than a servant. My "Chosen Mate," Alpha Marcus, used my blueprints to build his reputation while I scrubbed his floors. Everything changed the day the elevator cable snapped. It wasn't an accident; it was a silver-coated trap set by Isabelle, the woman Marcus was parading around as his new favorite. As I lay in the hospital, silver poison scorching my veins, the doctor begged Marcus for the antidote authorization. Without it, my wolf would die. But Marcus didn't even look up from his phone. "Not now," he dismissed, stroking Isabelle’s hand. "Isabelle scraped her knee when the building shook. She's terrified. Eleanor is tough; she'll survive." He walked away, leaving me to endure surgery without anesthesia. I screamed until my throat bled, feeling every cut, every stitch. In that agony, the foolish girl who loved him finally died. When he returned days later, expecting me to beg for his attention, I didn't bow. I stood up, my eyes glowing with a power he had never seen. "I, Eleanor Vance, reject you." The bond snapped with a thunderous crack. As Marcus fell to his knees in shock, the door opened. Julian Croft, the Alpha King, stepped in. He looked past my ex-mate writhing on the floor, locked his golden eyes on mine, and smiled. "I believe," he rumbled, "the lady is finished with you."/0/91271/coverorgin.jpg?v=31f40db699d993b9d92c45708e3d6178&imageMogr2/format/webp)
