Omega

At Silvercrest Pack's Full Moon Festival, a firework exploded, sending burning debris into the crowd.

My boyfriend of three years, Alpha Adrian, rushed to protect Clara, the orphaned Omega I'd personally brought into our pack.

A metal fragment sliced open my arm, but Adrian didn't even ask if I was hurt.

Later that night, my car broke down near the Rogue-infested border during a thunderstorm. B...

My mate walked out of our son’s birthday party for his old flame.
Then he gave her child the protection charm he had made for ours.
So I gave my son thirty days to stop waiting for a father who never came.
On day twenty-eight, Eli looked Gavin in the eye and called him Alpha.
On day thirty, our mate bond would be gone.
Gavin thought we would always be there when he came home.
He didn’t start chasi...

This monster leaned in close, looking at me like I'm sort of ant, and roared right at my face.
I almost passed out from fright at the sight of the beast.
'Is this how I die?' I questioned as I shook fraily under the best.
When our eyes met, something stood out and for some reason, I instantly knew who it was.
It was Kieran Blackwood. The Exiled Alpha.

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Lilith’s life has always b...

I made Joren Calder an Alpha.
I took the weakest of Rohan Calder’s sons—the one nobody bet on—and built him a throne on the backs of the Prehnite Pack, simply because the Moon Goddess bound him to me.
On the night of his Ascension, he humiliated me by choosing an omega named Myrna Croft. When I exposed her as a rogue spy, she drank wolfsbane rather than face justice. Joren had smiled at me across ...

I am Elara Sterling, the only pureblood heir to the Blood Moon Pack. My birthright is the most resource-rich territory on the continent and the Alpha title.

My mother, fearing the crown would break me, adopted and trained three elite warriors to be my chosen mate candidates. She announced it to the Pack Council: whoever I marked would share my throne.

But behind closed doors? They hated my Alpha...

The day I presented as an omega, I caught my boyfriend cheating.
Then my first heat hit early.
With no suppressants left, I had only one person to ask for help: Adrian Holt—my infuriatingly perfect alpha roommate.
“Do you have a suppressant?”
Adrian glanced at my tear-streaked face.
“Actually,” he said slowly, “I’m out.”
Desperate, I made him an offer neither of us could take back.
“Then bite me. ...