Novels by maddie a

“You’re crazy.” “Crazy in love,” Mandy added to her husband’s comment.“I’m not in love,” Greg said without looking at them. He stirred the thin liquid in the pot to make sure the dried elderberries were properly soaked.He was at his half-sister’s house, making what his mother called a cold-busting tea. Whenever Greg caught a cold or fever, she would boil elderberries and ginger. Then, when it was her mother who was feeling under the weather, he would make it for her. It was sweet enough for a child’s preference and he grew into drinking it whenever he got the chills. Now, it was his boss who was unwell, so, he was making one for her.“Can’t you do that at home?” Lester yawned from the coffee table he and Mandy sat on—more like slumped on.It was six in the morning. Greg had to go to work at 8:00, and lukewarm tea wasn’t good. He wanted it hot and freshly made for Chief Carson. “I needed a deeper pot.” He turned to face them and pointed the ladle in their direction. “I didn’t ask

Tired was an understatement.Carrie cracked her neck, her joints making a satisfying grinding sound. She moaned as the stiffness of her shoulders eased. Just a little. Actually, too little. Her stress was far from being relieved. After attending a four-hour meeting with other unit chiefs, where she was constantly ridiculed, albeit indirectly, for being born the way she was, Carrie was more than ready to get home. But of course, being away from her desk for that long meant being away from the stuff she had to accomplish on a regular.That left her working longer than anyone in their right mind would like. She counted how many days it would be until the weekend, and that only made her more depressed. She gathered her things and shouldered her bag, already ready to hit the sack. However, when she came out of her office, she caught sight of a large figure hunched over a table in the common area. Carrie could never mistake that frame. She scanned the office and found no one else but t

In the next couple of days, Greg started to adapt to his new workplace. People move on fast in a department like R&D where tasks never get tired of coming.Greg’s colleagues quickly forgot their prejudice and now, he found himself sitting between Ava and Nico, the Alpha who got chest-to-chest with him. They and the other five people from their department shared a table in the cafeteria.“So, you single, Greg?” Jester, another Alpha, asked. Curiosity seemed to be unanimous because everyone at the table paused and looked at him, waiting for the answer. “Yes,” he admitted mindlessly. They didn’t look convinced. “I didn’t mean mated, dude. Nothing casual too?”“Nope.” Nothing wrong with being single. He liked it better than jumping from one bed to another before finding his mate.“Nah, no way you’re not getting some.”The group nodded and hummed their agreement as if Greg’s love life was their business. “I can’t see why the Omegas aren’t flocking around you.”At that, he felt Ava inch

Greg had mixed opinions about his new workplace. It was clean, cool, bright, and smelled nice, and the low murmur of his new colleagues combined with the hum of computers was kind of relaxing. Large windows stretch along one side, potted plants dot the space, their green leaves a gentle contrast to the monochrome desks and steel-gray chairs. The complete opposite of the test floor filled with large equipment and dangerous machines.The office was okay, generally, but Greg liked his previous workplace a lot more. He liked to get his hands dirty. The only consolation was that his cube was close to Chief Carson. If he peeked to his right, her office window was in his direct line of sight. Greg stretched his legs under his new desk. It was plywood made into a sleek modern work table, but it was too small for his frame so his loafer-encased feet poked underneath. His slacks were tight and his dress shirt compressed his torso a little too tightly. The attendant at the store said it was

“Can I sit?” He sat down on the bench before Carrie could reply, obligating her to wiggle aside to accommodate him. “Sure,” she smiled. The boy smiled back, a small dimple appearing just an inch below his lips. Adorable. Carrie loved children. That was probably her Omega talking, but being around them always brings her warmth. Finding out she would never have her own had been devastating. Now, Carrie suited herself in looking after her niece and the other kids in their pack. She had never missed anyone’s birthday. Every kid in their pack loved their Auntie Carrie for a reason. “I’m sooo tired,” the boy grumbled. He was still short enough that his legs dangled from the bench. A seven-year-old maybe. Or six. He was cute with his button nose scrunching as he heaved a sigh. Weirdly, the boy looked familiar. Carrie simply couldn’t point a finger on it.“You’ve been shopping a lot?” Guess it wasn’t just Carrie who was tired from shopping.“Yes! Many stores but nothing for me,” he poute

The Carson family had been the leaders of the pack since its establishment decades ago. Now that it has grown into a small community, their family remained the keepers of their kin. Carrie’s family promised her to a family friend’s firstborn who was meant to be their generation’s Alpha leader, making Carrie the Luna. The Reginalds were a rising pack as the owner of one of the popular fast-food chains in town. Their filial union was meant to signify the merging of their families but when it all fell down, they wasted no time dumping Carrie and cutting ties with her pack.It was for the best. Being an Alpha, her ex’s arrogance was always up to the ceiling. Albertus had been a decent enough mate, but his ego was something Carrie had put up on for years. A week after finding out about her infertility, he found another Omega to breed.Carrie’s older brother Vino became the one to lead the pack. The only problem was that he married an Omega male and their community was strict about having