For eighteen years, Elara has lived as an outsider in her own home—ignored by her father, controlled by her stepmother, and haunted by dreams of a mysterious woman who calls her name beneath the moonlight.On her eighteenth birthday, the night every she-wolf waits for, Elara's world begins to crumble. While others celebrate their first shift, she is unable to transform. Humiliated and abandoned, she escapes into the forest, only to discover the one thing she never expected.Her mate.For a brief moment, Elara believes fate has finally chosen her.She is wrong.Betrayal cuts deeper than any rejection, and the people she trusted most become the ones who break her heart. As long-buried secrets about her missing mother begin to surface, Elara finds herself caught in a web of lies, hidden bloodlines, and dangerous enemies.When everything she loves is taken from her, Elara must decide whether to remain the broken girl everyone overlooks—or rise as the powerful woman destiny intended her to be.Some promises are meant to be broken.And some heiresses were born to rule.

The Monster Who Never WasSome monsters are born.Others are created.Lyra Everhart has spent her entire life carrying a name she never chose and a blame she never deserved. When the only home she has ever known casts her into the hands of the feared Lycan King, she believes her fate has already been sealed.Everyone says King Kaizer Nightfall is a monster.No one dares to look beyond the stories.No one survives long enough to question them.Forced into a life neither of them wanted, Lyra and Kaizer become prisoners of rumors, hatred, and a destiny neither can escape.But as the moon bears silent witness, secrets begin to stir.A forgotten promise.A hidden truth.A past buried in blood.And someone who has been waiting for the perfect moment to destroy them both.In a world where nothing is what it seems, trusting the wrong person could cost everything...Because sometimes the greatest lie is not who the monster is—...but who never was.

A cup of hot coffee splashed onto my neck. It was burning, but not a single word came from my mouth—only a painful moan. Unfortunately, there was no one to notice. I am Amelia Finley, the eldest daughter of Dexter Finley. Ever since I started living with my dad, my life has become a living hell. Not a single day has passed peacefully. It's as if they can't start a day without hurting me physically and mentally. My stepmother and her daughter, who is known as my dad's only child, pretend to be innocent in front of him. But all they do is accuse me, hit me, and throw whatever they have in their hands at me. It doesn't matter whether it's hot or cold. Nothing bothered me more than the terrible things they said about my mother. I know those things aren't true, but I still don't know what happened back then. Why did my mother leave me in my father's care? If only she knew how I was living here—as their slave. Dad knows everything, yet he chooses not to see my pain. His friends, clients, and everyone who visits this house think I am their maid. He never bothers to correct them, as if he believes it too. I wanted to study, so I asked for permission. My stepmother agreed, but only if I completed all the house chores before going to college. When I asked about working at a café, she agreed again, but she cut off my pocket money and ordered me to clean the house before going to bed. That is my daily routine. I wake up early in the morning and do all the housework, even though there are plenty of maids. Then I go to college, work at a café afterward, and come home to wash dishes and clean the kitchen, dining room, and the rest of the house. If there's a party, I have to stay awake until everyone leaves—not to enjoy it, but to clean up afterward. I can't even sleep without their permission, yet this is my house—my father's house. Isn't that funny? As usual, after doing everything and washing the coffee off my body, I took a bath and went to college. I still don't know what I did wrong while making the coffee, yet she didn't like it. "Hey, beauty!" My best friend, Asha, came over and linked her arm through mine. I smiled. "Hi." "Someone looks happy today. Hmm... let me guess. Kiyan is back, huh?" she teased. I laughed. Oh yes, Kiyan is my boyfriend. He was lucky enough to get a chance to study abroad only a few months after we started dating. He didn't want to leave me, but I insisted. Finally, after a year, he was coming back. Tonight, I was going to meet him. "Asha, tell me. What should I give him as a gift?" I asked. "Just buy a new dress for yourself, honey. It's been a long time since you've bought anything for yourself, yet you want to buy him a gift. Besides, it's your eighteenth birthday," she said with care and affection. I smiled. She was the best friend anyone could ask for. But I didn't agree with her. For three years, Kiyan had chased me and tried to win my heart. Back then, I was afraid of falling in love, but he made me trust him. He was always there whenever I needed him. After three years, I finally said yes. Unfortunately, we didn't get much time together. Just a few steps away from his apartment, I held a gift bag containing a watch and a handwritten card. He didn't know I was coming. I wanted to surprise him. I had told him I would come after work, but I hadn't mentioned that I had taken the day off. Asha hadn't agreed with buying him a gift, but I wanted to do something special for him. With the gift and card in my hands, I opened the apartment door, which was already slightly open. What I saw made me freeze. My boyfriend and my half-sister were kissing passionately on his bed. I couldn't believe my eyes. "Oh, Mia, baby, I've waited so long. I love you," Kiyan moaned. Mia giggled. "If you obey me and do what I ask, trust me, you'll get even more surprising rewards. You know that, right, baby?" Then Kiyan laughed. "Oh, speaking of her, I forgot to tell you. She said she'll come tonight after work. What a fool. She actually believes I'm in love with her. I was only doing what you wanted me to do." He pulled Mia closer. "And honestly, who would ever love someone like her? She's disgusting. If it weren't for you, trust me, baby, I wouldn't have even given her a second glance." My heart shattered. So all this time, I had been living a lie. But why? Why did they play with my feelings? What had I ever done so wrong to deserve this? Tears streamed uncontrollably down my face.

I am Ashley Adler, the unlucky daughter of Lucas Adler, the Alpha of the Grey Moon Pack, who has been living with the omegas since my mother's death while giving birth to my little sister, Layla. Some omegas love me. Some respect me. Some look at me with sympathy, and some hate me for being the Alpha's daughter. But I don't care what others think about me. Other than my little sister, nobody matters to me. She is my world. Everything I do, every single step I take, is just for her. Only her happiness matters. She is my responsibility—a promise I made to my late mother. I sacrificed everything for her, but little did I know that one day I would fail to protect her. Yes... I failed. I failed as a sister... and as a daughter. I couldn't protect my little sister from the rogues. She was kidnapped, but my gut feeling tells me that she is still alive, and one day I will find her. From the day she was kidnapped, my only motive has been to find her safe and sound. I have been waiting for my first shift so that it will be a little easier to deal with the rogues. And if I am lucky, I hope I find my mate soon, and I hope he will help me bring my sister back. Will he?