“Alex of House Frostfall.”My stomach twisted violently. Whispers immediately spread through the crowd even before I could force myself to move.The bastard. The maid’s mistake. Why is she even here?I forced myself to walk forward. Each step felt impossibly heavy. The melting snow instantly soaked the hem of my thin grey dress—the only color servants were allowed to wear—making sure no one could ever forget my place. I stopped exactly three paces from the Priestess and dropped onto my knees. The sharp ice immediately cut into my bare skin.Please, I begged the moon in my mind. Let the mark be silver. Let it be the Frostfall mark. Let him look at me just once like I belong.The powerful light of the moon hit me like a hammer.A terrifying, burning pain exploded across my chest, sharp enough to completely steal my breath. My back arched up high. My fingers instinctively dug deep into the snow. When the pain finally eased, I slowly looked down at my skin.Black.It wasn't silver. It wasn't the Frostfall mark. It was black ink mixed with silver edges, and it appeared to be shifting under my skin as if it were truly alive. The image was a powerful wolf surrounded by jagged thorns. The mark made the entire courtyard collectively gasp in horror. Some young children began to cry out of fear. Then, someone whispered the name that would stain me forever.“Shadow Wolf,” they said, their voice shaking badly.It was the Enemy Clan mark.Air felt permanently stuck in my throat.King Alaric himself stepped forward, the loud, echoing sound of his boots hitting the ice ringing through the absolute silence. He stared down at the mark on my chest as though it completely disgusted him. When he lifted his eyes to mine, they were cold and utterly empty.“I should have drowned you the day you were born,” he announced. His voice was cold, flat, and carried easily across the entire courtyard. “I knew my pure blood could never come from a filthy maid. Guards!”Two massive armored wolves immediately grabbed my arms and pulled me roughly up. My knees scraped painfully against the ice as they dragged me.“Father—” The word slipped out before I could possibly stop it. My voice was small and shaking badly.

She was thrown away like nothing. Now she’s everything they fear. Ava was the silent shadow in the Nightshade Pack—unwanted, wolfless, and burdened by a cruel stepmother and jealous stepsister. But behind her quiet eyes lay a rare healing gift, a strength no one ever saw—until the night she saved the life of Alpha Kyran, her destined mate. He never saw her face, only felt the power of her touch and promised to find her. But fate was cruel. Betrayed by her own blood, Ava was locked away and banished before the truth could come out. Left to rot while her stepsister Clara stole her identity, her mate, and the life that should’ve been hers. Years later, the forgotten omega has become a legend among rogues—a healer, a leader, a force. When the Nightshade Alpha falls ill again, the pack turns to her. Ava returns, powerful and unrecognizable, her bond to Kyran reigniting the moment she steps back into the place that broke her. But she’s no longer the girl begging to be seen.

After a false accusation, Emily was expelled from the Crimson pack and rejected by her mate, the Alpha. Pregnant and desperate, she found refuge in the hands of the Lycan Alpha.Years passed, and the Lycan Alpha passed away, leaving Emily as the new Alpha of the Lycan pack. Now, she returns seeking revenge against the Crimson Alpha for the pain he caused her.

What happens when Alpha Dean discovers that the girl he thought was a lonely wolf is actually a Luna from another pack? He rejects Linda, the girl he was supposed to marry, just to be with the lonely wolf girl. However, now he realizes it was all a lie. What will happen to him now? Will he chase her out of his kingdom, or will he make her regret ever lying to him?

"Alpha John, do you take Luna Lydia as your cherished Luna, to stand by her side in times of trouble, war, and death?"I gazed at him as he smiled and moved closer to me."Yes, I do. I will always protect her and keep her by my side, now and forever."I observed him, searching for any hint of truth in his words. However, his eyes betrayed nothing but deceit and malevolence."Luna Lydia, do you choose Alpha John to be your cherished Alpha in times of troubles, war, and death?"I glanced at John, then at my mother, whose smile urged me on. I didn't want this marriage. I couldn't marry John."I..." I struggled to find my voice, feeling the weight of the words on my tongue. If I said yes, I would be bound to him for the rest of my life.Lost in thought, I desperately tried to formulate a response that wouldn't haunt me forever."Lydia," my mother's voice broke through, and I turned to her as she stared at me with lifeless eyes, warning me not to dare.Gazing at John and the expectant faces around me, something within me compelled me to act. Without thinking, I pushed his hands away and spoke."I cannot," I declared, leaving everyone in shock.I swiftly turned and fled from the hall. I couldn't marry John; I simply couldn't.I turn to look at my mom, her face now filled with anger. I realize that disobeying her was a mistake, but what about my own happiness? What about my own needs?"I apologize, Mom," I whispered, my gaze fixed upon her. "I simply cannot marry John. I know deep down that I will never find true happiness with him."I shifted my attention to John, his expression a mixture of shock and confusion, as he reached out to hold my trembling hands. However, I instinctively retreated, creating distance between us.Transforming into my wolf form, I heard my mom commanding the guards to pursue me. I refused to marry John, even if it meant starting a new life in another pack. I didn't care what lay ahead.

"Beauty and the Lycan Beast" tells the story of a young lady named Sierra, who was chosen to be the mate of the Lycan Alpha. Her life takes a new turn after she finds out that the man everyone fears and calls a beast is actually a man with a good heart.Sierra sees him for the first time, and the sight of him takes her breath away. She catches a whiff of his musky, masculine scent, which makes her heart race. As he talks, she hears the gruffness in his voice, but also detects a softness and a longing for companionship.When the full moon arrives, Sierra witnesses his transformation into a raging beast. The touch of his claws and the sound of his growls terrify her. But even as she recoils, she feels a strange pull towards him, as if drawn by an invisible force.