Book 1 of the Viraai Series. Imagine having to take care of all the responsibilities that your Dad drops on you after passing away because of his bond with your Mom. Yeah, I lost em both. Having to control a Pack with over 500 members, expected to make decisions an 18 year old isn't supposed to make. I don't know how many times I've been challenged. I lost count after 47. I've beaten all my opponents with ease. I am a master in 8 different types of martial arts, partake in 6 different types of sports and was trained in all forms of combat by the best, my Dad. I hope to find my Mate one day and protect my Pack against the Rouges, Hunters, Vampires and anyone who might be a threat to our survival. I'm more than ready. Oh, and did I happen to mention I'm a girl? Well if not... Hey, the name's Mackenzie Xavier. Alpha Mackenzie Xavier.
Book 2 of the Viraai Series. In the world today, if you ask someone what a Werewolf is, they would tell you that we are untamed beasts of the night, slaves to the Moon, able to change into a Wolf and then back to human again. Most of this is true. Yes, we are able to 'shift' between human and Wolf, but we choose to stay in our human forms, because that is the part of us that wants to be civilized, be a part of this fast-changing world, blend in with the people around us who aren't like us. We aren't beasts either, and we are most definitely not slaves to the Moon. The Moon gives our power and strength and we are grateful for the power it supplies us. In Werewolf hierarchy there are three main ranks, the Alpha, Beta and Gamma. The Alpha is the highest and most important rank. I'm an Alpha. But I'm not exactly the Alpha stereotype. People think I'm weak, broken, fragile... And I hate it. I don't want to be labeled as 'The Weak Alpha' anymore. I want to be stronger, faster, smarter. Be basically what an Alpha is supposed to be. I'll have to train not only my Pack but myself as well to rise us up from the dark ashes my Parents left behind when they passed. I want to crush the cliché and prove everyone wrong by showing them that I can be more than what my parents were. It's going to be hard, but I'm ready. Name you ask? Allison Savauge. Alpha Allison Savauge. Yes, I am a Female Alpha, does that come as a surprise? Well tough luck honey.
I never watch when my Father beats and tortures his victims. I'm a sensitive person and I don't like seeing others in pain. The sounds of their helpless screams and cries haunted me, even in my sleep. I constantly think about how I could have helped them and prevented deaths, somehow. My Father on the other hand is a ruthless and merciless killer and always enjoys others' discomfort and suffering. What's most sickening is the fact that he can do all those things and still be classified as a human being, more importantly, he gets away with it. He always refers to me as a 'weak disgrace' and always tells me that I am an embarrassment to the whole Family. I used to pretend to brush it off most of the time and made it seem like his words didn't get to me, but they always did. I'm the Don's daughter and I'm expected to be just like my father. Mean, ruthless, uncaring... A killer.
"Love is just a distraction, sweetheart... Why share power when I can have it all for myself...?" - Donna Aleia Monteverdi. Aleia Monteverdi. A ruthless queen, insensate in her ways, cunning in everything she does, but yet.. a detached soul. As Donna of the Monteverdi Family, she is meant to live up to expectations her people and others set for her, or rather be better than their expectations. She is a great leader to her people, looking out for them and protecting them against those that wish to oppose their Family name. She has the perfect life, everything she's ever wanted... but only one thing is missing... Love. So what happens when she meets a certain Mario Evalar? Which their personalities clash or will their bond flourish into something more...?
"How could you say that?" I cry out, my voice shaky as I am on the verge of breaking down completely, my body trembling in fear and shock as his 6'3 frame towers over my petite one. "Because, the truth hurts..." He speaks, his face blank, his tone harsh and cold. "Please-... please don't do this to me..." I beg him, moving closer to him and reaching for his arm, but he simply moves away from me, avoiding my contact. My heart aches painfully in my chest as a result of his actions... my own Mate didn't want me anywhere near him... "I have to." He replies me bluntly, eyes me from head to toe before he takes in a deep breath. He's not really going to do it... is he... "Please-..." I continue to plead, tears rolling down my cheeks, stepping closer to him once again but he does the same thing as before and takes a step back, this time looking at me with nothing but disgust. "I, Damien Black reject you, Kayla Michel as my Mate..." That's it. I am broken...