Novels by Mary Jeremy

Lila POV The air in my apartment was heavy with tension as I paced the floor, my mind racing with possibilities. Lucas King was nothing if not persistent. I knew he wouldn’t sit idly by after our encounter. By now, he was likely mobilizing his resources, setting traps, and deploying his network to track me down. But I wouldn’t make it easy for him. I grabbed my laptop from the table and set it down on the couch, the cool metal a comforting weight in my hands. Years of preparation had led me here, and I wasn’t about to falter. If Lucas wanted a game of cat and mouse, I’d ensure he found himself chasing shadows. --- I pulled up a map of the city on my screen, marking potential safehouses I could retreat to if things escalated. Each location was carefully chosen—places I’d vetted over the years for situations just like this. My fingers hovered over the keyboard as I considered my next move. Lucas was smart, but his confidence was his Achilles’ heel. He believed his dominance w

Lila’s POV The rhythmic crash of waves against the shore was the only sound accompanying me as I stood on the secluded stretch of beach. The salt-tinged breeze tugged at my hair, but it did little to soothe the storm churning inside me. I wasn’t ready to go back to the cramped apartment I called home—not yet. I needed time. Time to think, time to process, time to breathe. Lucas King. The name echoed in my mind like a cruel taunt. It wasn’t enough that he and his brother had taken everything from me. No, fate had to twist the knife deeper, binding me to the man I despised most in the world. The moon hung high above the dark expanse of water, its silvery light casting eerie shadows across the sand. I stayed close to the dunes, ensuring I wasn’t visible from the road. I wasn’t naïve enough to think Lucas would give up so easily; the man was nothing if not relentless. My pulse quickened at the thought of his intense gaze, the way his voice had lingered in the air, commanding,

Jake POVThe faint click of the study door closing behind me did little to dispel the weight of the conversation I’d just had with Lucas. My brother, the unflinching Alpha who rarely let anything slip past his control, was now thrown into turmoil over a woman—his mate. The bond was relentless, and its power was clear in every strained line of his face. Yet, as much as I wanted to help him, the unease gnawing at my gut wouldn’t relent. Something about all of this felt… wrong. --- By the time I reached my own suite, my mind was racing. Lucas had shown me just enough of his hand to spark questions he probably didn’t want me asking. This woman—Lila—was clearly no ordinary mate. She had Lucas, of all people, tied in knots. And from what little I’d gleaned, she wasn’t exactly forthcoming with her own story. Slumping into the chair by the window, I pulled my laptop onto my lap. If Lucas wasn’t going to dig deeper into who Lila was, then I would. He could focus on wooing her or whatev

Jake POV The night air was thick with tension, a strange hum of unease I couldn’t shake. I prowled the edges of the city, my wolf restless beneath my skin. Something was off, though I couldn’t pinpoint what. The usual sounds of the bustling nightlife seemed muted, as if the city itself was holding its breath. “Dammit,” I muttered under my breath, my frustration mounting as my search yielded nothing useful. I’d spent hours trying to dig up anything on Riley—the elusive rogue who had been a thorn in our side for weeks—but the trail was colder than I’d anticipated. My sources had little more than whispers, rumors that amounted to nothing concrete. “Another dead end,” my wolf growled in my head, his irritation matching my own. Leaning against the hood of my car, I stared out over the city skyline. “We’re missing something,” I said aloud, the words breaking the silence. My voice was low, barely more than a rumble. “Riley’s too smart to leave a trail, but there’s always a crack. We

Lila POVThe door clicked shut behind Lucas, leaving an eerie silence in the room. My chest rose and fell as I tried to steady my breathing, my mind racing with conflicting emotions. My wolf was unusually quiet, simmering with a sense of satisfaction that only irritated me further. “He won’t back down,” she finally murmured, her words tinged with amusement. “He’s arrogant,” I snapped aloud, pacing the room. “He thinks he can just walk in, claim me, and expect me to fall at his feet.” “Because he’s your mate.” I stopped in my tracks, glaring at the empty air as though my wolf stood before me. “He’s not my mate. He’s a monster, a tyrant. And you’re supposed to be on my side.” “I am,” she replied calmly. “And so is he, even if you won’t admit it.” ---My fingers curled into fists as I wrestled with the undeniable truth I was trying so desperately to ignore. The bond was there, humming like a taut string between me and Lucas, pulling me toward him no matter how hard I resisted

His jaw tightened, but he didn’t respond. The flicker of anger in his eyes was all the confirmation she needed. “Fidel’s my boyfriend,” she said casually, leaning back against the wall and crossing her arms. The reaction was instant. Lucas’s entire body tensed, his fists clenching at his sides. His wolf growled audibly, the sound echoing in the small room. ---“Your boyfriend,” Lucas repeated, his voice low and dangerous. “Funny, considering he works for me.” Lila raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. “Does he? He must not think much of you if he’s willing to cross that line.” Lucas took another step toward her, his movements slow and deliberate. “Don’t test me, Lila,” he warned, his voice a growl. She held her ground, refusing to let him see her nerves. “What are you going to do, Lucas? Fire him? Threaten him?” His eyes bore into hers, the fury simmering just beneath the surface. “If he lays another hand on you, I’ll do more than that.” ---Lila’s wolf purred at the p