Amie doesn’t have a wolf. It makes her broken and weak to some. They don't know her. On her eighteenth birthday, her worst fear comes true—James, the Alpha’s son and her fated mate, rejects her in front of the entire pack. Shattered, Amie runs, carving out a new life among humans where no one knows what she is… or what she’s missing. Years later, Alpha Finlay finds her. He knows she isn’t his mate, but something about her calls to him. Against her will, Amie is drawn back into pack life—where, at last, her wolf awakens. For the first time, Amie feels like she belongs. She has friends, family… and a dangerous pull toward the Alpha she shouldn’t want. But with the Games approaching—the brutal contest that decides every pack’s rank for the next decade—old enemies return, and dark threats rise. Now Amie must face the pack that rejected her and the mate who broke her heart. And when destiny collides with desire, she’ll discover that strength isn’t just about the wolf within—it’s about choosing who you truly are. Perfect for fans of fierce heroines, fated mates, and slow-burn romance, Game of destiny is a story of second chances, pack loyalty, and love that defies fate.

I found out my husband of three years had cheated on me and his mistress is the one who told me—because he didn’t have the balls to do it himself. I move out and get a new apartment, a job as a bartender, and try to move on with a broken heart. I wonder where it all went wrong, if I hadn’t been enough for him, if I’d been stupid for marrying him in the first place. I’m at work one night when he walks inside—the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He sits at the bar and a forest fire burns between us. I was depressed the moment before he entered, but the second I look at his blue eyes, I forget the dumpster fire that my life has become. I invite him back to my place and it’s the most passionate night of my life. I expect to never see him again. I just want him as an anti-depressant—but he wants me all to himself. I just got my heart ripped out of my chest so I want something easy and no-strings-attached, but he wants all the strings because he’s hooked. I don’t get much of a say in the matter, and that’s not surprising when I learn why—because he’s the Butcher. The crime lord of all crime lords, the boss that overshadows all of Paris, that makes everyone abide by his rules—or pay. And now I’m his.