The notorious Alpha is riding on me, his hardness pressed against my valley. With a pained look, he questions why I don't accept him. If you'd told me a week ago that I'd be mated to Alvar, I'd have spat at you. I'll think you are crazy. Now, it seems like I'm the one losing my mind. Alvar Gonzales, at his 28, is still unmarried. The Council is so anxious about it. As the Alpha of the world's largest pack, he desperately needs an heir. However, when Alvarfinally finding his mate-a wolfless slave-she's more focused on plotting her escape than embracing her fate. Rylee Green is sold by her father to Alvar, the most infamous Alpha. Rumors say he changes sex slaves every night and kills them if he's not satisfied. Terrified to avoid a grisly end, Rylee tries her best to please the man. She plans her escape, only to find that running away only makes things worse. -- Hi, I'm new here and diving headfirst into writing down the stories that pop into my head. I'm giving it my all to update daily, so if you like my work, I'd really appreciate it if you could leave a comment or subscribe. Your feedback means the world to me and helps others discover my stories. And I'm always open to suggestions to improve. Thanks so much for your support.
Rylee
I wake up before the sun every day and trek through the snowy forest to the packhouse by 6 a.m.
From 6 to 9 a.m., I'm stuck cleaning the kitchen and doing hard labor. They won't let me handle food because they think I'll make it dirty. Only when Marta, the kitchen manager, is too busy, she'll let me help make flour for muffins.
Greenvale is far up north, so mornings are late here. By the time I finish in the kitchen, it's just getting light outside.
At 9 sharp, I head to the laundry room. Doing laundry in winter is brutal since we don't have washing machines. The pack's finances are tight, and sometimes our heater doesn't work. If I want hot water, it's all about luck-which, unsurprisingly, isn't on my side today. Happy birthday to me.
I turn on the faucet. Great. No steam. Just icy cold water.
I soak my hands in the biting cold and struggle to wash the clothes Alpha and Luna have piled up over the past week. My fingers quickly freeze and turn purple. Other werewolves might not mind the cold, but I do. My body is weaker than the average omega, probably because I've never been properly breastfed.
I was never once nursed by my mother. Never. She died giving birth to me.
I really wish I had a washing machine. As soon as I get out of this hellhole, the first thing I'm doing is saving up to buy one!
After Alpha and Luna's laundry, I start washing Beta and his wife's clothes. When I finally get all the laundry done and am ready to take them to the kitchen to dry, someone bumps me hard from behind.
I fall. The clothes scatter all over the ground.
Who the fuck just...
I look up. Brown hair, brown eyes, and a semi-permanent look of impatience. It's Syd.
Alright, never mind. Without a word, I get up and gather the clothes.
Syd is Beta's son and the designated next Beta. Pack rules say cursing superiors will be punished, and the last thing I want is a beating.
Syd yells at me, "You're in my way."
The road is wide. I'm skinny. He's 6'3". I'm 5'2". How am I in his way? Idiot.
I don't want to argue with him; the guy's sick. We've been at odds since we were kids. He's always picking on me. The more I argue with him, the more he enjoys it. When I warn him, he will tug on my ponytail. The best way to deal with him is to ignore him.
I turn around and try to walk away.
Syd stops me. "Did I tell you to go? Why don't you talk? Are you dumb?" he sneers.
I try to move to the side, but he moves with me. When I push him, he doesn't budge.
Glaring up at him, I roll my eyes. "Can't you see I'm busy? Say what you have to say and stop bothering me while I'm taking my clothes to be rewashed." I grit my teeth and emphasize the word 'rewashed'.
Syd throws a couple of pairs of dirty underwear into the basin I'm holding and grins as if he doesn't get the hint. "So you're doing laundry. Just in time, wash a few for me too."
I look at him with a blank face. My hand clutches the basket, and Syd can't see that my fingers are swollen and purple like tiny eggplants. He doesn't understand what it means to wash clothes twice in the dead of winter.
Syd growls, "What's with that look on your face? It's just a few pieces of cloth. Why are you so mad?"
I lower my eyes. "No, I'm just worried I won't make it to lunch later."
Syd curls his mouth, "Even dogs don't eat that mess together. I don't know why you're so obsessed with it." He puts his hands in his pockets, where there seems to be a small box inside. "Come meet me after dinner. I have something to tell you, and I'll bring you some food."
"Okay."
Syd won't let me leave until I nod repeatedly, confirming that I'll come to him. After thinking for a moment, torn between "heading straight to the kitchen" and "behaving well and rewashing," I decide to go back to the laundry room. The last time I didn't mop under Luna's bed, I got twenty lashes. I'd better not slack off. The bitch has eyes like a hawk.
I've known for a long time that fate loves to mess with me. I'm used to it, but it still gets tough sometimes. Just as I finally finish washing Syd's panties, the hot water kicks in. I grab my sore waist and stare at the steaming pool.
The heater's not broken, so someone turned it off. Now it's on. Luna's up for a shower?
She always has a way of messing with me.
"It's been eighteen years." Mist rises from the collision of hot water and cold air, wrapping me in its smoky embrace. I mutter to myself over the pool, "Just bear with it a little longer. I'll be gone soon."
"Rylee Green. Happy birthday to you."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
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?"
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"