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The Secret Oracle: His Defiant Luna

The Secret Oracle: His Defiant Luna

For seven years, I played the perfect Luna to the Graystone Pack, shouldering the responsibilities while my fated mate, Barth, treated me like a mere duty. Everything shattered the night he abruptly blocked our mind-link. When I rushed to his private club, I found him intimately holding Elna, his adopted human sister, looking like lovers caught in the act. Instead of explaining, Barth summoned the entire pack to the central square the next day. To protect his precious sister from rumors, he publicly declared me jealous and paranoid. "She is no longer fit to be the Luna of Graystone." He prepared to officially reject me while the crowd sneered and Elna fake-cried in his arms. His family even ransacked my room and smashed the moonstone amulet I had left behind, calling it a cheap trinket from a wolfless bitch. They thought I would fall to my knees and beg. They thought I was just a weak, discarded placeholder. They didn't know I was an Oracle, and that the "trinket" they destroyed was the only ward keeping a deadly curse from swallowing their entire territory. Looking at the man the Moon Goddess had supposedly made for me, I felt nothing but pity. Before he could finish his sentence, I cut him off. "I, Anya Kent, hereby sever our bond. I reject you as my mate." Leaving them to face their impending doom, I turned my back on the Graystone Pack to finally live for myself.
Forsaken by My Mate, Chosen by the Tyrant

Forsaken by My Mate, Chosen by the Tyrant

I stood at the altar in my million-dollar custom gown, ready to bind my sacred Mate-bond with my childhood sweetheart and Pack Alpha, Darrin. Right before we could finish our vows, a five-year-old boy crashed through the cathedral doors, threw his arms around Darrin's leg, and screamed. "Alpha Daddy! Save Mommy!" Darrin's face drained of color. Without a second thought, he abandoned me in front of all the pack Elders and sprinted to the hospital. When I followed him there in my wedding dress, I saw him holding the hand of his "savior"—the paralyzed woman he claimed to owe his life to. To secure his pity, she deliberately tore open her own silver-blade wound right in front of me. Darrin went completely feral with panic. He roared for the doctors and shielded her and his illegitimate pup, treating me like a monster who had intruded on their perfect family reunion. I stared at the man who had guarded my hospital bed four years ago when my own wrists were crippled. He had spent every weekend playing house with another woman, yet he dared to put on a tuxedo and swear eternal loyalty to me today. My four years of devotion and my family's massive financial backing were nothing but a ridiculous joke. I didn't shed another tear. I ripped my wedding dress to shreds, dragged him to the Pack Registry with my armed guards, and forced him to sign the annulment agreement. "Since you're such a responsible father, get the hell out of my life." I cut off all my family's funding to bankrupt his pack. As I walked out, my phone buzzed with a text from the terrifying Supreme Alpha of our rival pack. "Congratulations on being single again. Tonight at eight, my penthouse suite—let's talk."
THE ALPHA'S MATE IS AN ASSASSIN

THE ALPHA'S MATE IS AN ASSASSIN

I arrive before the huge doors and pant softly from all the running. There's a wide smile on my face and my stomach is fluttering. Before I can push the door open, I hear the muffled moan of a lady inside. "...uuu. Oh, Brook! Ohhhh." What is this? Am I dreaming? Convinced I'm hearing things, I press my ear against the wooden door. "Shhh, Seline...don't be too loud." That's Brook's voice. My mate. "Ooouuu. I c-can't! Ar-ar-arghh. Yes...fuck me!" That voice... It belongs to my best friend. I pray to the gods that this is all a dream because if not... My heart is racing faster and it's not from joy. No. It's from something else. A lot of emotions are passing through my heart at this moment; confusion, disbelief, anger, hatred, anguish. "Ouuuu Alpha! F-f-fuck me faster!" I start to shake my head and back away. Tears are streaming down my face, leaving behind a burning wet streak. What did I ever do to deserve this? Why?! With every moan of pleasure I hear, my world crumbles a little more. I don't know when it happens but I break down, falling to the floor and wailing. "Stop it! Why?! Why?!!" I grip my ears with my claws that have grown out now. My wolf is clawing beneath me, scratching with such force I feel I might lose my mind. "WHY?!" The chamber doors open and I look up to see my mate standing before me. He's shirtless and sweaty; I can't help but notice how much he reeks of sex. I can smell the arousal in the air and I want to vomit. "You..." Gemma Stone is an assassin with a mission. She had run away from home when she found out that her mate- Alpha Brook of Willow Tree Pack- was cheating on her with her best friend. He rejected her and almost killed her for uncovering the secret that night. Gemma had nowhere else to go until she was recruited by a dangerous faction of rogues- the Akari League. Now the Akari League have their eyes on one thing alone: the Wolf throne of the Suro Kingdom. However, the lycan ascending the throne was rumored to be a god with extraordinary powers. It would be impossible to bring him down. But they know his weakness and plan to exploit it. To do this, Gemma is put on the mission. The plan was simple- gain the king's trust and slay him at his lowest. However, there was a slight issue: this Alpha king was Gemma's second chance mate.