Valeria Gomez believes that she was born into a family of werewolves, but when she realizes that she cannot turn, her mate rejects her, and she discovers that her whole life had been a lie. When her attempt at suicide didn't work, Valeria is exposed to her real family and the fact that her parents are actually alive. She is a Lycan. Direct descendant of the Moon Goddess. She is stronger. But will she be able to manifest her powers and save her family as evil lurks at the corner? Or will she fail to become the strongest Lycan heir and suffer the consequences?
"You should be happy, Val," says Jack. "Killian is going to officially announce you as his mate when he becomes King of the Alphas, which should be next week if all the agreed upon arrangements go as planned."
I am looking at my reflection in the mirror and even though I am looking forward to that day, I do not feel comfortable at the moment. I sigh. "You can tell, can't you? My unhappiness."
"Yes, I can," says Jack as he puts his hands on the headrest of my chair. He looks at me in the mirror. "And it is perturbing to say the least. What is the problem, dear sister?"
"You know."
"Don't start, Valeria."
"Start?"
"With me second guessing your thoughts," Jack says, and I detect some hint of exasperation in his tone. "I do not read minds, Valeria. This you can clearly tell."
"What do you figure is wrong with me?" I venture, paying no attention to the meaning behind his words.
"Just tell me, Val," Jack urges. "I do not want to make a conjecture."
"What is wrong with making a conjecture?" I ask him.
"Well, when it comes to my sister who should be feeling on top of the world when she isn't, I really do not think guessing what her problem is makes me a concerned brother figure."
I manage a smile and shake my head. "You do know that when you write what you just said and read it in your mind, guessing really makes you a concerned brother figure."
"Valeria."
"Well, it's Killian," I say.
"Hmm. And what about the Romero?"
I turn away from the mirror to look at him. All these years, I have noticed the striking resemblance Jack has with father and mother. I wonder why I look so different. When I was younger, mother used to say that since Jack came out first, he took all their features and left none for me. So I got used to people asking if he's my mate, and telling them off that Jack's my brother. Until Killian's emergence put that discrepancy to its final rest. Instantly, my brother stands straight and looks down at me. "Don't act like you don't know, Jack."
"Know what?"
I scoff, unable to believe my brother's ignorance. "I don't expect this from you, Jack. At least not you."
"Honestly dear sister, I really do not know what you are talking about. I really cannot tell what it has got to do with Killian Romero. Cross my heart."
"Alright then," I reply, deciding to play along to whatever he's doing at the moment. I cross my legs. "Have you noticed the way people look at me when I walk through the cobblestone streets?"
He sighs. Now I know he's gotten the gist. "I do. Verily."
"And do you know why that is so?" I ask.
He shakes his head in response.
"Well, it is because of their Alpha."
"Killian? How?"
I get on my feet and close the distance between us, my head inclined so that I am staring right into his face. "He is the reason why the people go rogue when they see me. Killian doesn't treat me like his mate to be."
"But you are already his mate."
"Not officially," I dispute. "And he will only make it official because he is going to be crowned Alpha King and needs his mate by his side, before the yes of the entire pack and many."
"That is literally the plan, dear sister," Jack says, and holds my arms. "Does he hit you?"
Even the question surprises me because I lean back before I say, "Of course not." I scoff. "If he does, I would see no reason to hide it from you nor mom and dad."
"I know, I know. Exactly what I was thinking."
"I doubt that."
He smiles at me. "Then what?"
"I just feel neglected at times. Like I'm not good enough for him. Like... I am not what he expected in a mate."
"But you are what I expect in a sister."
"It isn't the same thing, Jack. Those are two very different aspects."
"That is true. But if he doesn't see you the way you are, which is excellent, then I don't know what is wrong with him. Are you sure you aren't thinking this up of you own volition, dear sister?"
"Hah. Why would I? Take me serious, will you?"
Jack leaves me and goes to sit in the armchair. He lights his pipe and takes a puff. His face becomes clouded with smoke for a moment. "Have I ever taken your words lightly?"
I say nothing in reply but go to squat at his feet. "I just feel that I am missing something, that's all."
"Do you want me to talk to Killian?"
"No. He's your Alpha. I don't think it would be wise of us to go down that road. And I wouldn't want to involve someone else into over relationship fusses."
"Ouch."
"That hurt? Get used to it, brother."
"Can't blame you for such a decision, Valeria. But I hope you know what you're getting at. By the way, he hasn't complained about you to anyone."
"Anyone you know," I say in manner of correcting my brother.
"So?"
"So why then do the people see me as some sort of lackey? Like I'm occupying someone else's place, you know?"
"You aren't occupying someone else's place, my dear sister. Killian chose you without their consent. And they must learn to accept that without holding any grudge."
"If only it were that easy," I say and get to my feet. "What do you have to do today?"
"As far as I know, nothing."
I turn around to look at him. "Nothing?" I repeat. "Not even for the Alpha?"
"You should learn how to refer to your mate with endearing words, Valeria. Not 'the Alpha'."
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."