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The disrespected Luna

The disrespected Luna

For five years, Ciara Mendel played the perfect wife. Gentle, loyal, never a word of complaint. From the moment she became Nelson's mate, she gave him everything. her love, her time, her patience, and, most of all, her silence. She followed the wolf laws, nodded along with the bloodline rules, and took her spot as an outsider in Nelson's powerful alpha family. Ciara didn't come from noble blood. She wasn't strong or special-not in the way the others cared about. But her love for Nelson was real. That love kept her going through the cold stares from the elders, through the whispers that trailed behind her in the hallways. She pretended she didn't hear when the others said she wasn't worthy to stand beside their alpha. She told herself that love would be enough. That loyalty would matter. She was sure of it. She was wrong. The truth hit her on a quiet afternoon. She came home early, wanting to surprise Nelson with his favorite meal. She was even smiling as she walked down the hall, picturing his face. She opened their bedroom door-and everything stopped. There was Nelson on their bed. Next to him, another woman. A young she-wolf, beautiful, purebred. The scent in the room was thick, unmistakable. Ciara just stood there, frozen, her heart shattering into pieces too small to ever find again. Nelson looked at her-shocked, not sorry. The other woman ducked behind him, playing innocent. That was it. Something in Ciara broke, and she didn't bother trying to put herself back together. That day, the old Ciara Mendel vanished. Someone new took her place. Now, she sat in Nelson's study, holding a thick folder. Her face was calm, almost cold. No one would have guessed what was burning inside her. She walked over and set the documents on his desk. "These are the quarterly financial reports," she said, her voice soft and steady. Nelson glanced at the papers, not worried, not suspicious. He trusted her. Why wouldn't he? Ciara had always been obedient, always harmless. He had no idea that, tucked beneath the last page, she'd hidden divorce papers. Ciara smiled. For the first time in five years, her smile was hers alone. Nelson caught the edge in her expression and frowned. "Are you angry?" he asked, his voice all calm, but his eyes searching. Ciara met his gaze, slow and deliberate. "Not anymore," she said. Her words were cold, sharp-like the snap of winter air. Nelson looked uneasy, but he shrugged it off. He still thought he was in control. He was the alpha, the strong one. Ciara was just his weak little human mate... at least, that's what he believed. That night, the house was silent. A different kind of silence. The start of a quiet war. Nelson expected things to go back to normal. He figured Ciara would cry, beg, maybe even forgive him like always. But she didn't. She stopped waiting for him. Stopped asking questions. Stopped caring. She moved through the house like a stranger-eyes far away, heart locked tight. Every step was careful, every move deliberate. While Nelson slept, Ciara made her plans. She read up on wolf laws, divorce rights, property rules, even tracked down hidden accounts. She collected proof of Nelson's betrayal. She protected herself, quietly. Nobody noticed. She wasn't the weak wife anymore. She was finally awake.
The Triumph Of An Alpha

The Triumph Of An Alpha

๐š‚๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š™๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐š–๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š™๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š’๐š— ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šข ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š™๐š‘๐š˜๐š—๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ, ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š– ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š›, ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š”๐šŽ๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐™น๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š๐š›๐š’๐š๐šž๐šŽ๐šฃ, ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐š–๐šข, ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šœ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š— ๐š˜๐š— ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š•๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐š•๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‹๐š›๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›, ๐™ฒ๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š™๐š‘๐š˜๐š—๐šœ๐š˜, ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š™๐š๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š’๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š  ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š ๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šž๐šŒ๐š’๐šŠ๐š• ๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ, ๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š†๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ? ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š, ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š“๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐š—๐šŽ๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š‚๐š๐šž๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ
The Alpha Thief  In Love with the Police Chief's Daughter

The Alpha Thief In Love with the Police Chief's Daughter

The Alpha Thief -ย In Love with the Police Chief's Daughter ๐Ÿ”ฅ Irresistible. Dangerous. Forbidden. He's the most feared thief in the supernatural underworld. She's the daughter of the police chief sworn to bring him down. Falling for each other was never part of the plan. Ryker Steele lives in the shadows-a rogue werewolf who steals from the corrupt and vanishes without a trace. Ruthless, cunning, and haunted by a past soaked in betrayal, he trusts no one... until Elena Reyes storms into his life like wildfire. Elena has one mission: uphold the law her father spent his life defending. But when her relentless pursuit of a mysterious werewolf thief draws her into Ryker's dangerous world, everything she believes about right and wrong shatters. His secrets run deep-and so does her undeniable attraction to the man she should be arresting. The enemy is closing in. The past is catching up. And trusting the wrong person could destroy them both. When desire and destiny collide... who will betray who? ๐Ÿ’ฅ For fans of dark romance, gripping suspense, and high-stakes passion! ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ”ฅ Ready for a heart-stopping, twist-filled supernatural romance where love and loyalty are the deadliest risks of all? ๐Ÿ“š One click to start reading now and experience an unforgettable love story that breaks all the rules!
THE CURSED ALPHA: DAMNED TO BE HIS

THE CURSED ALPHA: DAMNED TO BE HIS

"But nothing," I interrupted the voice, not looking to see the face of the man who claimed to be my advisor. "If I place you guys on babysitting duty, then you do it" They all exchanged glances among themselves before one of them spoke up, "We know about your current situation, I don't think you should be the one making this decision" My lip tipped up with a smile. "This is my pack and every decision I make will stand, and if you have a problem with that, maybe you should take it up with me" I stood up, my chair screeching back to a halt "Joe" I called walking over to the man who just spoke, I leaned down my mouth in line with his ear "My inability to shift doesn't make you more powerful than I am, I could tear you to pieces if I wanted to" Every eye was on me, and each of them had something to say, but none of them had the guts to say it. Tough luck for their wolf. I sat back in my seat, waving my hand around for the dismissal of the meeting; they all went out, murmuring silently among themselves. They could as well fuck themselves. An Alpha, who cannot shift because of a curse placed on him by his father. Damien Alexander was the result of his mother's affair and found his only cure in the one thing he hated so much. A mate. A nineteen-year-old girl whose world revolves around surviving alone. A hardworking girl, striving to help her mother take care of her younger sibling got caught up in a scary man whose story belonged only in horror movies. Damien Alexander. Their lives got tangled up with fate, the curse and the cure. How does one appeal to that one person who thought you hated him? How does one escape from fate? How does one not mess with the scariest being, one in the universe?
The Five Howls of Fate

The Five Howls of Fate

Five siblings. One prophecy. And a witch with a vendetta that could shatter the very soul of their world. Born together under a blood moon, the quintuplets of Crescent Hollow were never destined for quiet lives. From the moment they took their first breath, the pack whispered of fate-of greatness, of ruin, of power too wild to be tamed. But none could have foreseen just how deeply the stars had etched these five names into the fabric of war, love, and legacy. They are the children of Alpha Griffin and Luna Lila-each one a howl in the night, a piece of a puzzle the gods themselves can't seem to solve. Opal is the only girl among them, but don't make the mistake of thinking that makes her the softest. She's steel wrapped in silk, a storm behind violet eyes. Born a leader, but unwilling to embrace a crown simply because it's expected of her, Opal is sharp-tongued and slow to trust. Her instincts are fierce and unyielding. While the others trained for war, she studied people-how they move, how they lie, how they break. She doesn't need brute strength to bring someone to their knees. Her voice is enough. But underneath the strength is a soul that's tired of carrying the weight of being "the one who must choose." Because when the witch comes-and she will come-it's Opal who must make the final decision: love or survival, sacrifice or damnation. The wrong move won't just cost her life. It could cost them all. Ash has spent his life wearing the heavy armor of responsibility. He's the one who wakes first, who stands tallest, who speaks last. Loyalty is carved into his bones, but so is guilt-because no matter how many battles he wins or enemies he slays, he can't protect everyone. Not always. Especially not from the things that crawl out of the dark and into their minds. Ash doesn't believe in fate. He believes in preparation. In discipline. In never letting your guard down. But when the world starts cracking around them, even he has to admit: something ancient is rising. And it doesn't care how hard he trained. It just wants his sister's blood. Ridge is the quiet blade. The shadow behind the strike. He's never been loud like Forrest or fiery like Ash, but don't mistake silence for softness. Ridge watches, absorbs, and then-when it counts-strikes with devastating precision. Wolves underestimate him. They call him the "muscle," the one who lifts more than he speaks. But Ridge has a mind for strategy that rivals generals, and a heart that beats only for his pack. What he hides, even from his siblings, is the growing rage inside him-the ache for justice. Brooks is the brain. The tactician. The one who always has a backup plan... and a backup for that one, too. Books were his first weapons, logic his armor. He's the type who calculates the angle of a blade mid-air and still finds time to debate ancient pack law over breakfast. But beneath the intellect lies a deep, pulsing fear: that no matter how many scenarios he prepares for, he'll never be able to outthink fate. Brooks understands magic better than he wants to. He sees patterns others miss. Symbols. Cycles. Rituals that once felt like stories now feel like ticking time bombs. The witch isn't just a threat. She's a puzzle. And solving her might be the only way to save the people he loves-if he doesn't lose his mind in the process. And then there's Forrest. The loudest. The chaos wrapped in charm and grins and duct-tape booby traps that probably won't kill anyone. Forrest was never meant to be predictable. He's the brother who jumps first and asks why midair. His mind moves faster than his body, and thatsaying something-because he moves like wildfire. He hides fear behind jokes, pain behind pranks, and when the darkness comes, Forrest is the one who tries to make the others laugh even as they bleed. But the thing about chaos? It sees everything
The Forbidden Pack love

The Forbidden Pack love

Freya and Andie's love is a forbidden one that threatens to tear apart their respective werewolf packs. Freya, from a neighboring pack, unexpectedly finds herself pregnant with Andie's child, the next in line to become alpha of his pack. Their relationship goes against the traditional laws of mating within their own pack, which is aimed at keeping their bloodlines pure. Andie's father, Harlock sees Freya as a threat to the purity of his pack and demands that Andie end their relationship. Andie is caught between his love for Freya and his duty to his pack, and he's forced to make a difficult decision. But Freya's hope and love keep him going, and they continue to make plans for their future together. Despite the challenges, Freya and Andie are determined to find a way to make their relationship work. They explore new ways to love and care for each other without going against the traditions of their packs. They hope to convince the pack elders to make an exception for their love and family outside of their pack. Their journey is filled with twists and turns as they navigate the challenges of forbidden love and the traditions and customs of their packs. Will their love be enough to overcome the obstacles, or will their families tear them apart? Follow Freya and Andie on their emotional journey to find a love beyond tradition in this heartwarming and inspiring story.