Werewolf Books for Women
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Royally Desired
Twelve years after the death of her best friend and also future alpha of Eclipse pack, Tiana Aldridge finds herself mated to his twin brother, Jordan Walker, but he doesn’t want her. Her pack hates her and everyone blames her for the death that happened twelve years ago. She grows up an outcast and Jordan wastes no time rejecting her, all her hopes of ever finding happiness come crashing. Tiana only has one wish; an opportunity to leave Eclipse pack for good. The former Alpha King passes on, and her alpha gladly gives her out in tribute to the king. What he doesn’t know is karma is coming back in the deadliest way he least expects. ** As the first Alpha Prince and also next in line to be king, Ryder Cadwalder is used to getting what he wants. He is surly, overly possessive, and outrightly arrogant. Past experience with his ex-mate taught him to have little trust for the opposite sex and when he finds out he has a second chance mate, he takes no chances with her. His past still haunts him, but he must find a way to move on from it. Fate takes him to Eclipse pack, and as the Alpha prince tries to solve the riddle that has hunted the werewolf kingdom for years, secrets are being unraveled and truths unfolded. What happens when the Eclipse pack is at the mercy of the alpha prince’s mate? Would Tiana forgive? Or would she have her revenge on those that caused her pain all her life?/1/107567/coverorgin.jpg?v=ef26db3107719772a8ae13a7051debc2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Severed Bond: The White Wolf's Wrath
I was dying at the banquet, coughing up black blood while the pack celebrated my step-sister Lydia’s promotion. Across the room, Caleb, the Alpha and my Fated Mate, didn't look concerned. He looked annoyed. "Stop it, Elena," his voice boomed in my head. "Don't ruin this night with your attention-seeking lies." I begged him, telling him it was poison, but he just ordered me to leave his Pack House so I wouldn't dirty the floor. Heartbroken, I publicly demanded the Severing Ceremony to break our bond and left to die alone in a cheap motel. Only after I took my last breath did the truth come out. I sent Caleb the medical records proving Lydia had been poisoning my tea with wolfsbane for ten years. He went mad with grief, realizing he had protected the murderer and rejected his true mate. He tortured Lydia, but his regret couldn't bring me back. Or so he thought. In the afterlife, the Moon Goddess showed me my reflection. I wasn't a wolfless weakling. I was a White Wolf, the rarest and most powerful of all, suppressed by poison. "You can stay here in peace," the Goddess said. "Or you can go back." I looked at the life they stole from me. I looked at the power I never got to use. "I want to go back," I said. "Not for his love. But for revenge." I opened my eyes, and for the first time in my life, my wolf roared./1/103328/coverorgin.jpg?v=af9fd89d892592f6b78e2694e3953d0e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Omega Is Actually The Lycan Princess
For three years, I scrubbed tables as a "wolfless runt," hiding my identity as the Lycan King's daughter. It was a test for my fiancé, Alpha Connor. I wanted to see if he loved the girl, or just the crown. He failed spectacularly tonight. His mistress, Jaden, deliberately knocked a tray of drinks onto me during the dinner rush. The liquid wasn't alcohol. It was concentrated silver. My flesh hissed and bubbled as the poison ate through my skin, blocking any ability to heal. I fell to the floor, clutching my melting hand, while Jaden faked tears and claimed I attacked her. When Connor finally answered the video call, he saw my mangled hand. He smelled the burning flesh. He knew it was silver. But he didn't help me. He looked at his watch, annoyed that I was interrupting his business meeting with investors. "Apologize to Jaden," he ordered, using his Alpha Command to crush me into submission. "On your knees. Now." The pain was blinding, but the betrayal cut deeper. He was forcing his Fated Mate to bow to the woman who tried to maim her. My knees bent under the pressure, but my Royal blood refused to break. I looked straight into the camera lens. "No," I whispered. I reached into my apron, bypassing the notepad, and pulled out a black satellite phone I hadn't touched in years. "Code Black," I said to the King on the other end. "Send the Guard." Connor thought he was disciplining a waitress. He didn't know he just declared war on the Royal Family./0/82165/coverorgin.jpg?v=14627b8805ab841537d5ff8a30d25e9f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Rejected For An Omega, Marked By The Alpha King
For two years, I drained my own blood and emptied my private vaults to brew anti-silver potions, waiting for my mate Caleb to return victorious from the rogue wars. But the day he finally came back, he brought a fragile, sweet-smelling Omega named Lily and publicly rejected me in front of the entire pack. "I, Caleb, reject you, Serena, as my mate." He claimed Lily had risked everything to gather healing herbs to save his life at the border, and he owed her his absolute protection. He looked at my hands, which were covered in tiny, faded scars from forging his winter armor, with nothing but cold, bleak distance. He even allowed this lowly Omega to steal my dead mother's sacred Luna veil for their upcoming mating ceremony, treating my bloodline's legacy like dirt. He truly believed I was just a jealous, bitter woman, completely unaware that every potion and every piece of armor that kept him alive was secretly woven with my blood and my personal crest. Instead of begging or shedding a single tear, I calmly accepted his rejection and picked up the golden-sealed royal decree from the table. "I will accept the royal summons. I will go to the Royal City." I left him to rot with his fake savior, ready to meet the Lycan King and awaken the terrifying power of the hidden White Wolf./1/119436/coverorgin.jpg?v=43eb33f752fc2373bd158deecb10f264&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Mate Dug Up My Father's Grave
I guarded my father's grave—a hero who died saving our pack. One night, I found his runestone replaced by cheap pink marble. His ashes dumped in the flooded Under-Crypts. The one who ordered it? Kael. My fated mate. The future Alpha. He did it to bury a dead dog for Selene—an Omega from a foreign pack he was trying to impress. When I confronted him, he rolled his eyes. “Your father is just a collection of old bones. It's not as if he can feel the cold.” He thought I was a weak Beta who managed graves. He didn't know I carry the bloodline of the White Wolf. I didn't cry. I gathered evidence, walked to the Supreme Council, and filed three petitions. One to strip his title. One to exile his accomplices. One to reject him completely. It was time he learned who he had betrayed./0/91998/coverorgin.jpg?v=053bbb4edf6498dd2e90d61fa917234f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's False Mate, The Omega's Silent War
I was a lowly Omega, but the Moon Goddess herself declared I was the fated Mate to Alpha Kaelan. For a year, I believed our love was a legend, and for the last eight months, I carried what I thought was his son and heir. Then I found the scroll. A year before he even met me, he had performed a blood ritual to make himself sterile. He did it all for another woman. The love story I cherished was a lie. He and his warriors had a betting pool on who the father of my bastard child was. They laughed as they used me on cold nights. He drugged me and let his true love, Seraphina, kick my swollen belly for fun. Then he offered my unconscious body to his men as a reward. My fated love, the future I was promised, was nothing but a sick, twisted game they played for their amusement. As I lay there, violated and broken, my heart didn't just break. It turned to ice. So I swallowed the forbidden herbs to end the life inside me. This was not an act of despair. It was the first act of my war./1/116772/coverorgin.jpg?v=d07a28e508d224f354990f8ff7c45b53&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unwanted By The Pack, Claimed By The Alpha
As the lowest-ranking Omega, I spent six grueling months secretly caring for my adopted sister's comatose Alpha fiancé. But the moment he finally opened his eyes, my sister shoved me into the shadows and tearfully claimed all the credit for his miraculous recovery. My own parents eagerly backed her lies, secretly threatening to lock me in the basement to rot if I dared to expose her. The Pack Elders praised her fake devotion, immediately preparing her grand Luna ceremony. Even the Alpha's mother, who knew the truth, shoved a hush-money check into my hands and told me to run away before my sister's powerful family had me killed. I stood trembling in my cheap clothes, watching the arrogant sister who had refused to even touch him now basking in the glory and wealth that were rightfully mine. For eighteen years, I had been their punching bag, but I couldn't understand why my own family would so ruthlessly erase my existence just to protect her counterfeit image. When my sister smugly ordered the guards to throw me into the woods like garbage, the Alpha suddenly unleashed his crushing aura. He stared at the frozen crowd and demanded to know the one secret thing his Inner Wolf had craved while trapped in the dark. My sister confidently blurted out a lie about premium steak. Ignoring my parents' frantic warnings, I stepped right up to his bed and looked him in the eye. "Blood-Fruit," I said clearly./1/119945/coverorgin.jpg?v=49b196aa37de77e8ae431ffe3f28d478&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forsaken by the Pack, Claimed by the Alpha
For three years, I have not known true sleep. As an Omega, my only purpose was to be the Soul Tether for our comatose Alpha. A blood rune carved into my spine kept his soul anchored to the living world. If I fell into deep slumber, he would die. But the pack's future Luna, Selene, despised me. Wielding her father's political influence, she breached my warded sanctuary, claiming I was a fraud draining the pack's wealth with a fake magical bond. While my healers were dragged away by her personal guards, she forced deadly Wolfsbane poison down my throat. "Dig out the root of that ugly scar," she commanded the surgeon. As my body violently shut down from the poison, they carved the magical rune right out of my neck with a burning silver scalpel. I screamed as the silver melted my flesh. The pack warriors just watched, mocking the absurd idea that a lowly Omega could hold an Alpha's life. They didn't care that I had sacrificed my sanity and endured endless exhaustion for him. As the brutal extraction snapped our tether, the agonizing wail of the Alpha's dying soul echoed through the medical tower. I fell into a freezing darkness, certain we were both dead. But when I finally opened my eyes days later, I wasn't in the afterlife. The Alpha had awakened, his god-like golden soul projecting over my bed. And he had just sentenced Selene's entire bloodline to death for touching me. The reckoning had begun./1/119116/coverorgin.jpg?v=4710b6253268f0faf867744353bc8c1a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected by My Alpha, Crowned as the Queen
I was the Luna of the Pack, bonded to my Alpha mate, Jaxon, for five years. But tonight, he brought another woman into our suite. He claimed Elara was a pure Omega who needed protection. To please her, he used his Alpha Command to force me to my knees and watched coldly as she framed me for attacking her. When I miscarried his pup from the impact of his violent shove, his eyes held nothing but disgust. "Let her sit there and bleed. Maybe it'll teach her some respect." The nightmare didn't end there. Elara deliberately unplugged my comatose adoptive mother's life support. When I lunged at the murderer, Jaxon grabbed a glowing red-hot metal wand and seared my scent gland off completely, destroying my identity to protect his new obsession. He forced me to sign a Rejection contract and threw my bleeding body into the freezing woods. I couldn't understand how the boy who once swore to the Moon Goddess to protect me had become such a cruel, blind tyrant. I gave him my soul, only to be discarded for a manipulative liar. But Jaxon didn't know the truth about my bloodline. When he showed up at the underground auction to publicly humiliate me, he didn't expect the legendary Alpha King to step forward and crush his entire pack's pride with a single breath. Because I wasn't a lowly, abandoned Omega. I was the King's biological daughter, and it was time to take my throne./1/120769/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6aeca74f122b3b919d6ea2a6434364b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Mistake: Rejecting His True Fated Luna
I was dying of late-stage Silver-blood Syndrome, so I swallowed my pride and entrusted our six-year-old daughter to my ex-husband, the powerful Pack Alpha. But instead of showing mercy, he looked at my pale face with absolute disgust. He thought I was abandoning our pup to run off with another man. "If you cannot raise our bloodline properly, I will strip your custody rights forever." He proudly paraded his new Luna and her son, leaving me to endure the agonizing poison completely alone. I vomited silver blood in a cold hospital room until my heart finally flatlined. He didn't even know I was dead until my body was sent to the Pack morgue. As my soul slipped away, I couldn't understand why he broke our fated mate bond for a woman who masked her true scent with cheap chemical perfumes. Why did he let me rot in the slums while he lovingly raised a Rogue's child as his own heir? But the Moon Goddess refused to take my life. Three years later, I woke up from a sacred medical stasis, no longer a weak Omega, but the legendary White Wolf. When my ex-husband discovered his new wife's deception and came crawling back in tears to beg for a second chance, I calmly turned away. This time, I chose the man who stayed by my deathbed, leaving the great Alpha to drown in his own regret./1/119423/coverorgin.jpg?v=2c16e884bc8c54e6261cc6166517b2f3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Took the Cure,I Became the Legend
I was attacked by Rogues on border patrol and severely poisoned by silver rain. I dragged my burning body back to the packhouse, expecting my boyfriend of five years, the future Alpha, to save me. Instead, Jason just complained that I was tracking mud on his expensive leather shoes. He went straight to the medicine cabinet and took all three of our remaining magical healing potions. I begged him to leave just one vial for me, as the silver poison was literally boiling my blood. "Stop behaving like a fragile Omega," he snapped. Then, he left to give all the life-saving potions to his Beta secretary, Chloe. Her life-threatening emergency? She had caught a slight chill from walking to her car in the rain. As I lay dying on the living room rug, I heard him mind-link her, promising to buy her a limited-edition sports car to comfort her. The five years of love and loyalty I had given him instantly turned to dust. He assumed I would just swallow the humiliation, thinking I was throwing a childish tantrum to get his attention. But as my ancient White Wolf bloodline miraculously awakened to heal my ruined body, my heart went completely cold. I didn't cry or beg him to look at me again. I packed my bags, officially severed my bond with his pack, and walked right into the arms of my true Fated Mate./1/120466/coverorgin.jpg?v=850b87e71eda9a1e3d8d386278892753&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claiming His Rival's Forsaken Omega Mate
For sixteen years, I was the loyal shadow and unmarked bedmate of Darius, the Alpha Heir of the Silver Moon Pack. I took eighteen silver daggers for him, surviving only because of my hidden White Wolf bloodline. But tonight, he tossed a vial of heat-inducing potion onto our bed and ordered me to drug Caleb, the terrifying Supreme Alpha of a rival pack. "Make Vivian think he forced himself on you," he commanded coldly. Darius wanted to ruin Caleb's reputation so Vivian, the noble female who once rejected Darius in disgust, would leave Caleb and come back to him. To Darius, my sixteen years of bloody loyalty and my eighteen silver scars meant less than winning back his childhood crush. He even promised to arrange a random mate for me afterward, wrapping his cruel dismissal in the guise of a reward. Sixteen years of blind devotion turned to ash in my mouth. I was nothing but a disposable shield, a convenient tool to be thrown to a violent predator just to make another woman jealous. I took the potion and walked into the Supreme Alpha's heavily guarded territory, ready to pay my final life debt and cut ties with Darius forever. But when the terrifying Alpha's glowing golden eyes locked onto mine, he didn't tear me apart. Instead, he snapped an ancient mithril bracelet onto my wrist and claimed me as his fated Luna./1/101379/coverorgin.jpg?v=258ff6ba44758c4beae736d4a637633d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Silvered Mate: Destroyed by Her Alpha
Strapped to the cold metal table in the hospital basement, I begged my Fated Mate, Alpha Marcus, for mercy. He ignored my tears. With a voice devoid of warmth, he ordered the doctor to inject liquid silver into my veins—a poison designed to dissolve the wolf spirit. "Do it," he commanded. "If she remains a wolf, she is a liability. As a human, she can stay as an Omega." I screamed as the silver acid ate through my soul, severing the connection to my wolf. Marcus didn't flinch. He wasn't saving me from my burn injuries; he was clearing the path for his mistress, Rachel, and their secret illegitimate son. Broken and wolfless, I was forced to watch him publicly claim his bastard child as the new heir. He thought I was submissive. He thought I would quietly fade into the servant's quarters to be his charity case. He didn't know I had cracked his safe and found the DNA tests proving his three-year betrayal. On the morning of his wedding to Rachel, I smiled as I climbed into the car that would take me to my "exile." Ten minutes later, my scheduled email exposing every lie hit the Council of Elders. And while Marcus fell to his knees screaming at the sight of my burning vehicle, realizing he had destroyed his True Mate for a fraud, I was already gone./1/119923/coverorgin.jpg?v=0365df02c3f8b614061c6050eefd381f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unwanted By The Alpha, Honored By The Queen
Ten years ago, a forged letter of treason was found under my bed. My father, the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, exiled me into the frozen mountains without a second thought to save his own reputation. Now, they suddenly summoned me back to the manor. I thought they had finally discovered my innocence, but the truth was sickening. My father's lungs were failing, and they desperately needed my healing skills to save his life. Worse yet, my half-sister Serena—the one who had planted the fake letters—was parading around in stolen jewels, preparing for her grand mating ceremony. And my fated mate, Lucien, who had stood by and watched me get dragged away in the snow, was now a celebrated Alpha. My family didn't just want me to heal my father. They planned to use my broken mate bond to demand a massive fifty thousand gold coin compensation from Lucien's pack to save their own bankrupt territory. They threw me away like garbage, and now they wanted to sell my broken heart for gold. They still thought I was that weak, pathetic Omega who would cry and beg for their love and acceptance. But ten years in the wild had awakened the ancient White Wolf inside me. I stepped into the Great Hall, pulled out my High Healer badge, and slammed the original forged letters onto the table. "I do not want your gold, and I have no duty to this pack." This time, I was going to tear their perfect lies apart./0/58469/coverorgin.jpg?v=87b2a153e29accb3f35ee4e4b978b393&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Accidentally Marked By The Alpha King
Harlyn thought her life would finally change for the better after a night with the alpha king who marked her, claiming her to be his. If only she knew what awaited her. She was supposed to be a quick lay, to satisfy his urge but it felt so good to be with her that he lost his senses for a moment and sank his fangs into her neck, marking her and accidentally claiming her as his. But he couldn't keep her, she was of no use to him socially, she was a lonely orphan who wasn't able to fully transform after she turned eighteen and therefore had no place in his elite life. He was the alpha king and he could only pick a mate that matched his status. There was only one thing to do. Reject her. That didn't play out like he had imagined. And just like that, a whole new journey begins for the both of them./1/103206/coverorgin.jpg?v=e41826df84e59db2d74b5c8b494816ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Regret: Chasing His Runaway Mate
"Put it on," my stepbrother Brendan commanded, his eyes cold. He was forcing me to wear the silver bracelet his fiancée, Chloie, had bought to mock me. "It will burn me," I pleaded, clutching my wrist. "Stop acting like a fragile human," he snapped, his Alpha tone vibrating through the room. "Do not be ungrateful to your future Luna. Build a tolerance." Under the weight of his command, my trembling hands clasped the metal. The smell of singed hair and cooking skin filled the air immediately as the silver seared a ring into my flesh. Brendan watched my agony without a flicker of remorse, then turned to leave with Chloie, leaving me sobbing on the floor. He was my fated Mate, the boy who once took a dagger for me, but now he called me a "defect" because I hadn't shifted. He destroyed my childhood treasures in a trash compactor, paraded his lover in front of me, and told the pack I was a diluted bloodline who would break under pressure. He thought I was trapped, a weak Omega with nowhere to go. He thought I would stay and watch him marry another woman in three days. But he didn't know I had a secret burner phone hidden under the floorboards. Or that my biological father, the Alpha King of the rival Sunfire Pack, was sending a private jet for me. On the night of the Blood Moon, right before he was crowned King, I didn't just run away. I mentally grabbed the silver cord connecting our souls and snapped it. When the crushing pain of the severed bond hit him in the middle of his speech, he finally looked for me. But I was already gone, ready to awaken the legendary White Wolf he never deserved./1/107011/coverorgin.jpg?v=b760c91663e32a0465017790372ca2f3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Regret: The White Wolf He Rejected
My sister, the pack's beloved future Luna, was dying of kidney failure. Axel, the Supreme Alpha and the man I had secretly loved my entire life, used his Alpha Command to force the pen into my trembling hand. "Sign the papers, Jana," he growled, his eyes glowing with a predatory red light. "Stop being selfish. Kyleigh needs a transplant, and you are the only match." I tried to beg. I tried to tell him that I couldn't survive the surgery. I tried to tell him that I had already secretly donated a kidney to our father five years ago—a sacrifice my sister had claimed credit for. But Axel threw a stack of falsified medical scans in my face. "Stop lying to save your own skin," he spat. "You are a useless, Wolfless Omega. This is your only chance to be of value to this pack." He didn't know that Kyleigh had been poisoning me with Wolfsbane for a decade to suppress my inner White Wolf. He didn't know that the anesthesia wouldn't work on my poisoned body. I felt every inch of the silver scalpel as they cut me open to harvest my only remaining kidney. I died on that table, listening to the man I loved call me dramatic. But death was not the end. My spirit floated above the chaos, watching as the surgeon's face turned pale with horror. "She only had one!" the doctor screamed, holding up the blackened organ. "Alpha, look at the old scars! We just killed her!" Only after my heart stopped did the scent-masking drugs fade. Axel fell to his knees in the blood-soaked room, finally smelling the scent of rain and pine he had been searching for his whole life. He realized he had just butchered his true mate to save a liar. "Jana?" he howled, clawing at his chest. But I was already gone./1/120318/coverorgin.jpg?v=286de13d7ee49d11df14f204bf69b944&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected by the Alpha, Chosen by the Lycan King
My fated mate, Alpha Caleb, finally returned from the borders after a full year. But he didn't come back alone. He brought a fragile Omega named Selene, announcing she was carrying his pup, and ordered me to serve her. When I resisted, he used his Alpha Command to force me to my knees. To please his mistress, he sent my brother on a suicide mission, ordered his guards to shatter my arm with a silver rod, and humiliated my father until he threw himself onto the castle spears. When rogues breached our estate and took Selene hostage, Caleb didn't hesitate. "Take her. She is the Luna. A far more valuable piece of collateral." He shoved me right into the rogue's chest to save his mistress. A silver sword pierced straight through my heart. As I lay dying in a pool of my own blood, I didn't understand. We had grown up together. He had sworn under the moonlight to protect me and my family forever. Why did he destroy everything I loved for a manipulative Omega? Why did he trade my life so easily? Opening my eyes again, the burning fever of my first Shift washed over me. I was back five years in the past, on the very day Caleb came to my room to solidify our bond. This time, I looked at the monster who ruined my life and spoke the sacred words of Rejection./1/119413/coverorgin.jpg?v=2214c241ff3da6790ac1626bfff77b6e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
