When Ariana, the outcast daughter of the Beta family in the Crescent Moon Pack, discovers her father’s plan to sell her to an unknown Lycan Alpha at the age of sixteen in order to help her elder brother become the Alpha of the pack, she runs away. After escaping, she suffered a near-death experience due to starvation and being locked up, but she was eventually saved by Victor, the illegitimate son of Alpha McCarthy, who took her in and helped her recover. On her eighteenth birthday, Ariana discovered that Drew, Victor's stepbrother and heir to the Alpha throne of the Crimson Moon Pack, was her mate—but he rejected her. However, in a twist of fate on the same day she was rejected, Ariana met her second-chance mate, Edvin, a Lycan prince. Do you think the Lycan prince who came for a visit to the Crimson Moon Pack will accept Ariana as his mate or would she become the first she-wolf to be rejected under the space of twenty-four hours? And even if Edvin accepts her as his mate do you think Drew would just allow her to go freely or would he realize his mistake and fight for her? What role do you think Victor would play in her life after he found out that the girl he saved is not his mate but that of his brother? What do you think the unknown Lycan Alpha who her father wanted to sell her to would do when he eventually finds her?

It didn’t feel like a decision. It felt like gravity. Like falling—and knowing he’d catch her, or break her. Selene stood still, breath tight in her chest, pride warring with desperation. Then Damon moved—slow, certain—closing the space between them until her back met the wall and his body pressed against hers. The heat of him was overwhelming. His scent—dark musk and something spiced, forbidden—wrapped around her like smoke. Like sin. His voice was a low rasp, brushing the shell of her ear. “Say yes.” A pause. A breath. “Let me make you mine.” Her pulse thundered. Her body betrayed her, leaning closer even as her mind screamed to run. But she didn’t run. She whispered, almost voiceless, “Yes.” And the world shifted. Damon didn’t hesitate. He claimed her—not gently, not sweetly. His hands gripped her waist, yanking her against him with a power just barely restrained. His mouth crushed hers, a kiss that burned and bruised, that tasted of want and fury and something deeper she couldn’t name. Her fingers found his shoulders, clutching, digging in as heat licked up her spine. He kissed her like he’d waited years for this moment—and wouldn’t stop until she was his. His lips left hers, trailing down to her throat, lingering over the faint scar left by her late mate’s mark. His breath hitched—hot and dangerous—against her skin. “You won’t wear his mark anymore,” he growled, voice like velvet and ash. “From now on... you’re mine.” Selene should have felt fear. She should have said no. But all she felt was fire. ******* After losing her husband and mate to his fated one, Julia, Selene was left hollow—stripped not only of love, but of the Pack she once led, merged away in the name of unity. Alone and humiliated, life became unbearable… until the Demon Alpha appeared. Azrion, the legendary tribreed—part wolf, part vampire, part something darker—offered her a contract: pretend to be his mate for one year. In return, she’d reclaim everything that was taken from her. Her title. Her power. Her pride. But Selene didn’t realize she wasn’t just making a deal with an Alpha. She was making a deal with the devil.