The Biker Alpha's CinderellaUpdated at Apr 2, 2026, 07:55
Nova has spent the last two years running.
New names. Cheap motels. Night shifts that end before sunrise. Anything to stay invisible. Because if the Obsidian Pack finds her, they won’t drag her home.
They’ll drag her back to the lab.
For two years, she’s survived by hiding in plain sight, working jobs no one cares about and moving before anyone can look too closely. As long as she keeps her head down and her scent hidden, she can stay free.
Then the hunters find her.
It happens at the worst place possible—a supernatural masquerade packed with wolves, vampires, and witches pretending to be civilized for one night. The moment the Obsidian Retrievers catch her scent, Nova runs.
Straight into him.
Six-foot-four. Leather jacket. A terrifying wolf skull mask. The kind of man every instinct tells her to avoid.
Jax Mercer.
President of the Iron Claws MC. Rogue Alpha. The monster every pack warns their daughters about.
And the only man who can stop the madness eating him alive.
For months, Jax has been losing control. A brutal condition called Feral Madness is slowly destroying his mind, turning one of the most powerful Alphas in the city into a ticking time bomb. The voices in his head never stop. The rage never fades.
Until Nova touches him.
Suddenly, the noise disappears.
The violence quiets.
His wolf recognizes her instantly.
Mate.
Nova doesn’t believe in fate. She believes in survival. And surviving means staying as far away from powerful men as possible—especially ones who call themselves monsters without hesitation.
But running from Jax Mercer isn’t easy.
Because while Nova is trying to escape the bond between them, her past is catching up fast. The Obsidian Pack wants their experiment back, and the man who created her will burn the city down to get her.
Now Jax has a runaway mate who doesn’t trust him, enemies closing in from every direction, and a bond that grows stronger every time she tries to pull away.
Nova thought she was running from hunters.
She didn’t realize she was running straight into the one Alpha who refuses to let her go.
And Jax Mercer doesn’t chase.
He hunts.