Ella finds herself mated to the Alpha's son. This should be thrilling, as she is the Beta's daughter. However, he's a womanizer and not who she had imagined her mate would be. Trusting fate to mate her well she accepts him. Will she find wedded bliss or the worst mistake of her life?

Ezra rejected his mate when she was found guilty of terrible crimes. She refused to accept and still has a hold over him. He has one of the highest positions under the King. His ex-mate threatens to undo all his hard work. He must find out what she's up to and battle his own heart in the process. Can Ezra find his own happiness and save the people closest to him at the same time?

"I don't want to do great things, I want him to love me," Amelia said as she turned and walked toward the palace. In no time it seemed the princess had arrived. Princess Alice Stormhold of the Raven's Claw pack. She was tall, slender, but had curves where it mattered. Her hair was long, dirty blonde. She carried herself like a true queen, head held high, back straight and she moved gracefully, almost floating across the floor. Amelia greeted her graciously, for it was her duty to be welcoming to all guests. The princess barely looked at her before moving on and taking Dominick's arm. "Come, let's get acquainted," she said to him coldly. With that they walked away. "She's a warm one..." someone muttered. "Oh but she's so regal, she's Queen material," someone else answered. Amelia's heart felt like it would break again. She went to her room and sat on her bed. She stared at the wall until the sun began to set. She wasn't hungry for dinner and so she decided not to go to the dining hall. They would be there and she wasn't ready to face that yet. She went to bed early and thankfully sleep overtook her quickly. The next day everyone was talking about Alice, complimenting her and gushing about her status. She could seal an incredible alliance between their two territories. Some offered Amelia a look of pity, other's looked mockingly in her direction. Amelia was determined to keep her head held high and pretend none of it affected her at all. It was hard to do when Dominick and Alice were together because he looked in awe of her, but Amelia had been in the royal court her whole life. She knew how to act and how to put on a stone face. Alice stayed for two weeks and when she left everyone waited on bated breath for an engagement announcement. Amelia watched the parade of cars leave with the princess from her bedroom. She jumped when she heard knock on her door. She opened it and was even further surprised to see Dominick standing there. He hadn't spoken to her once when Alice was here, but he appears the moment she's gone? "Can I come in?" he asked when Amelia made no move to allow him to enter. "Oh, yes, come in," she said and guided them to a sitting area in her room. "She's amazing," he blurted out the moment they'd sat down. "Oh?" Amelia said, trying to keep her emotions hidden. "She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She came to my bed once and... wow... it was just... the best I'd ever had," he grinned. The best he'd ever had... did that mean she wasn't at all memorable? Amelia thought to herself. Was he not attracted to her at all this whole time? Amelia swallowed hard, trying to keep the turmoil of emotions from spilling out of her. She'd given him her body and her heart... had it meant nothing to him? "Do you... love her?" she asked quietly. "I don't know," he shrugged. "I feel something and when she's not my true mate does it matter? She's beautiful, well connected and fun. I've never looked for more than that in a chosen mate." All the things she apparently wasn't. "I'm... happy for you," she managed to say. "Look, Dominick... I'm not feeling well. Can we talk later?" "Oh, of course, I'm sorry," he said quickly and stood up. "I'll come to check on you later okay?" "Yeah, okay," she whispered. The door swung shut and Amelia waited for his footsteps to fade away before she began to weep.

"Obviously you know you can't be my mate," he started to say. His eyes raked over her body and she felt the need to fold her arms over herself. "As hot as you are, I can't accept you. You're just a little Omega. You aren't fit to be my mate or a Luna." "Is that so?" she asked, raising her eyebrow. "You know it's true. You're fit for making my food, not my heirs," he rolled his eyes. "So, in that case, I Brandon Blackwe..." Alina cleared her throat to stop him. "Excuse you," she said sharply. Shocked, he just stared at her. "You will not reject me," she said. "Oh?" "No, because I, Alina Taylor of Hunter's Moon Pack reject you, Brandon Blackwell, as my mate." As she finished she felt the searing pain of the bond breaking. Her heart felt as if it were being ripped in two. The mate bond pulling and stretching at every fiber of her being. She clenched her fists tightly, resolved to stay standing and not make a sound. Brandon on the other hand fell to one knee. Tears streamed down his face as he clutched his chest and cried out in pain. "Brandon, you need to accept my rejection!" she hissed through her teeth. "Screw you!" he shouted. He slowly stood and with more strength than seemed possible he backhanded her across the face. "How dare you?" "How dare I do what you were doing?" she snapped at him. Her hand came up to her chest and she held it there for a moment to steady herself.