PrologueAva“Daughter, I believe you are special. Your wolf is crystal white, like in ancient times,” my father says, reaching out a hand to me. It’s like his mantra. He says it every time.Ava Hansley is my name. I am a descendant of the renowned and revered Blood Red Pack of werewolves. My parents, Richard and Kerah Hansley, are our pack’s Alpha and Luna.My wolf is a unique breed from the ancient clan of werewolves. They are thought to be rarer than actual Alphas because of the high price you pay to achieve this status and the responsibilities that come with having a white wolf.Amanda is my powerful white wolf. She has beautiful, golden eyes. She is one of the first white wolves to be seen since our people’s origins.“Shifting too early,” Mom mumbles. “I’m not sure why the moon goddess allowed this. It will cause a lot of problems. If our enemies learn about her wolf, they will attack us. I’m worried about what will happen to us and our pack members.”When I met my wolf at age twe
Alpha Richard, Ava’s father:The sun is setting as I read and organize the pack’s stuff in my office. It’s been a long day for me, and I’m feeling exhausted. I need to finish this so that I can get home and relax.I’m trying to concentrate and finish everything before it gets too dark outside. Tomorrow is Ava’s sixteenth birthday. How quickly time flies by.My baby will soon turn eighteen and will meet her mate. I am still thinking about this when I feel like something is not right. My wolf, Keen, keeps pacing in my head as if he were murmuring something to me.Something is seriously wrong. I can sense my wolf’s heightened sense of alertness, something I have never felt before.I need to find out what is causing my wolf’s unease. I need to be prepared for whatever is coming my way. I must be vigilant. I feel a deep and dark presence coming from outside.It is as if something is coming closer and closer. I can’t shake the feeling of dread that’s slowly creeping up on me. I immediately t
Even in moments of fear and horror, love is stronger. Our first instinct is often to flee and protect ourselves, but our parents’ last words linger and offer comfort. Even when the worst has happened, their love still stands strong, offering us strength and courage to keep going in the face of danger.Though it may be hard to accept, death can be the ultimate form of protection and one of the greatest demonstrations of love. When our beloved mothers, fathers, and other family members pass away, we may be forced to grapple with intense grief and sadness, yet at the same time, we can allow ourselves to be comforted by the knowledge that they gave their lives to protect us.We may never forget the moments of fear and horror that arose when we finally said goodbye, but we can also remember our beloved parents and family members who, despite the difficult circumstances, still had the courage to express their love and dedication to us, even in their last moments.When we recall these tender,
Chester.I’m in the office, buried in paperwork. My hand weaves through my hair as exhaustion weighs heavily on me. It’s so tedious. Paperwork can be tiresome and time-consuming, requiring attention to detail and skill. It’s also tough to stay focused and motivated, especially on the same task for a long time.As Alpha King of the Blood Moon Pack, I lead over 1,000 members, making us one of the world’s strongest and largest packs. I rule solo, without a queen, and am known for my firm leadership style.My decisions are final, and I enforce them firmly, earning me the reputation of a ruthless leader. Despite others’ perceptions, I prioritize the pack’s well-being and refuse to compromise my principles. Yet, I still seek my true mate, someone loyal and trustworthy, to share my life with.I keep companions within the pack for pleasure, but that doesn’t make them my queen. I enjoy intimacy with Sophia the most because she’s skilled. She’s devoted but desires to be a queen. Despite her loya
Ava. In the dungeon. I try to move, but I can’t. I’ve never felt so helpless. Fear locks me up, paralyzing me temporarily. Screams and shouts surround me, dead bodies litter the floor, and the stench of death fills the air. It’s pitch dark, and it smells rotten. It’s the pack vault, every wolf’s nightmare, meant for torturing rogues. It serves as a warning and maintains the pack’s power and dominance. It is a reminder of how savage the pack can be, and how their rules must be followed, or else. [The pack’s dominance is closely tied to its ability to enforce its rules, which are designed to ensure the safety of the pack as well as its members. By punishing or even executing rogues, the pack is able to assert its authority and serve as a deterrent to other rogues who may be considering challenging the pack’s power.] The brutality of the punishments reminds pack members of the consequences of disobeying laws. I never thought I’d end up here. Unbelievably, I’m here right now. This i
Ava.“Slave!” Alpha shouts. Alpha Jerry summons me from the living room. Because of my refusal to become his mistress, the alpha, Luna, and everyone else has mistreated me in the pack. The mistreatment has escalated since I refused to submit to Jerry’s demands. I’ve been ignored, demeaned, and barred from participating in activities that other pack members are permitted to do. I’m sick of it.In a flash, I run over to him, dropping what I am doing. I bow my head in fear as I enter the living room. Jerry stares at me, his eyes filled with anger. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I brace myself for his reaction. He takes a deep breath and then finally speaks. I’m afraid of being hurt by him again.“My mate needs some food to eat. She is starving,” he screams in his alpha tone.“Yes, Alpha,” I reply before bowing once more and making my way to the kitchen. I prepare some mouthwatering, tasty food, and in thirty minutes, the food is ready. I serve it and put it on a tray with a g
Ava.I stand up and face the wall. That same emptiness is weighing on me. I could barely function without breaking into tears.I am still mourning the loss of my family and my pack members. It’s been years since all of my family died, but the desire for vengeance hasn’t faded. It is the only thing that keeps me alive.I sighed, remembering their joy and smiles. It continues to play in my head, soothing both me and my wolf. I want to find the people responsible for taking my family away from me and make them pay for what they have done. I will never forget the pain and suffering I endured, and I can only find peace in avenging the loss of my loved ones. That is why I continue to strive forward, no matter the loneliness and rejection I face, because I know it will be worth it in the end. Every member of this pack hates me.The beta of this pack, beta Daniel, is the only person in this pack who has been so kind and helpful to me and has helped me a lot. He sneaks around in my cellar each
Alpha King Chester. The position of an Alpha King is both a blessing and a curse; while it affords me great power and authority, it also means that finding a mate is of utmost importance. I am filled with a mix of hope and frustration. It has been two long years since I began my search, and despite my tireless efforts, I am still unable to find her. Every day feels like a never-ending journey, with every possible lead turning out to be a dead end. I scour the land far and wide, hoping to catch a glimpse of her or even just a hint of her scent. But alas, my efforts are in vain, and the search leaves me drained and disheartened. Nonetheless, I refuse to give up on the possibility of finding my mate, and I continue to keep my eyes and ears open for any sign of her. For the past few weeks, I have been tormented by dreams of her. In my dreams, she appears before me like an angel with long, flowing golden hair that shimmers in the moonlight. Her beautiful blue eyes are as clear as the oce
Several weeks afterwards. Mia, Queen. I’ve been feeling dizzy and weak. I puke a lot and am so exhausted that I can barely eat. I’ve been good friends with Angel since Amira departed for his mate pack, and I’ve made a few new pals inside the pack as well. “How are you feeling right now, my queen?” Angel inquires, worried. “I believe you should go to the hospital.” “I’m just sick. I think all I need is some rest,” I convince her. “Not at all, my queen. At the very least, you should go to the hospital to find out what’s wrong,” she exclaims. “I will accompany you and drive you to the hospital.” “It’s okay,” I say. I have difficulty getting back on my feet. My mate is not at the pack right now. He is at my brother’s pack, assisting him with some rogue cases. With Angel’s assistance, I am finally able to stand on my own. She chose an outfit for me, and I am able to put it on. She help me to where the car is parked and assisted me in entering. She sat in the driver’s
HIM.I lick across her neckline, and she lets out a little moan that pushes me over the edge and replenishes me with lust and want. My hands reach for her waist, drawing her in so close that I can feel her heat against me. In a passionate kiss, I move my lips to hers, and she responds passionately, her need matching mine. I turn her around and engulf her mouth in a passionate kiss. I bit down on her lower lip, getting into every crevice of her delectable mouth. As we explored each other, our tongues danced, our skin becoming a canvas for our passion. I could feel her heart racing against mine as our breathing got heavy with expectation. We are lost in a fog of want. I’m hooked on my queen, my mate. I can’t seem to get enough of her.She encircles my neck and pulls me forward into the kiss. As the kiss deepened, our lips moved in unison, and I could feel electricity rushing between us. I reach down and yank her garment from her body, revealing only her bra and leggings. I loosen her br
HIM.She is so stunning that I can't get enough of her. I'm madly in love with her. I crave and yearn for her. I want to consume her.My need to have her under me, sweating and moaning my name. I fucked her in and out of her cunt with my shaft. I stopped cleaning her back and placed a scorching, burning kiss on her neck. She moaned, and it inspired me to keep going.I kiss and tongue her earlobe, one of my hands fondling her cunt, and she moans an exquisite sound.I am always thrilled when I am able to please my mate. My lust is fueled by listening to her moan. I adore her and swear to protect and cherish her till the day I die. I feel a joy that is unparalleled when I am able to make her happy. I will always strive to make her feel cherished and loved. I will never tire of hearing her pleasure.She gets out of the tub and walks over to me."Allow me to please you," she says. "I'd like to suck on your shaft."I gulp my spittle, feeling content on the inside. She's never done anything
DINNER WITH THE PACK'S ELDERS.My mate and I locked ourselves in our room. Every day, we continue to mate.Our food is normally delivered to our door by the servant. Today is the day I'll have breakfast with the pack's higher-ups. I'm taking a bath. I dried my skin and dressed in a stunning, long, sophisticated gown with a diamond design. My personal servant has carefully designed my hair, and I put on diamond earrings to match my dress with a little make-up before coming downstairs with my already dressed-up, companion. We walk out together, delighted and full of smiles.In his robe, he looks good. We arrived at the table with all of the elders, his beta, and his third in command, Chris. They've all taken their seats.When they realize our presence, they instantly stand up and bow their heads to show their respect.We took our seats, and Miller asked them to do the same. The servant prepares a variety of delectable foods. We eat our meals quietly. My mate's brave hand prowls my body
The Lycan King.The next morning.He leaned down, moving his kisses across my cheek to my ear, attacking my earlobe with his lips and fangs. My body is becoming weaker with each touch. He snatched my hands and pinned them above my head and against the wall. His warm breath blew against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.He started touching me, caressing every part of my body. His hands grab the back of my leg and lift me off my feet. I encircle his waist with my legs. He leads me to the bed and places me on it. He leaned forward, his mouth hitting my lips. As I moan into his mouth, I push myself forward, drowning in the kiss. As his hands began to wander around my body, our lips separated. His lips touched the skin on the back of my neck. I pull him closer by wrapping my arms over his neck. I want him completely.His hands began to explore my body, gripping and squeezing my breasts. As he engulfed one in his mouth, a lusty growl escaped my throat. As he began licking my tummy, h
Miller-Jones.I want to make her moan with pleasure as I ravish her body. I want us to reach a level of ecstasy that we have never experienced before. I want to drive her wild with passion.I taste her, my tongue surveying every inch of her flesh, and my kiss hickeys branding her. Her moans stoke the fires of desire and lust within me. I worship her body with my touch, and I can feel her pleasure radiating through me. I devour her with my eyes as I take in her beauty. Her hands are all over me, going over my tight muscles and tracing my abs.I set her gently on the bed, lingering over her with my kisses trailing down her torso. She looks up at me with eyes full of passion, and I can't help but feel my desire for her rising to a fever pitch.Her silky skin was delectably enticing. I can't seem to get enough of her. She is giving and moaning in response to my touch. My Lycan demon wolf howls with joy and wails his tail with joy. He also desired to mate with her wolf.I gently lay her do
Miller, the Lycan King.I adore how she reacts when I touch her skin, how she groans, and how she screams when I'm done mouth fucking her.I flipped her around as I quickly removed my royal robes before spreading her legs. She looked at me and abruptly said."Oh, you're so huge and big, and I don't think you'll fit in me. It can't get inside me," she replies, already terrified. She is very innocent and pure. I love her much too much."Don't worry, my dear. I'll ease up on you and let you adjust before going faster," I assure her. "You can get close to it. It's completely safe." I bring her hands up to my waist.It makes me even thrilled to meet her as a virgin. I'll be her first and last man."I am going in love," I muttered to her as I positioned my dick in her pussy.Yes, indeed. I carefully insert my dick into her pussy. In anguish, she stiffens and whimpers. I came to a halt and began kissing her and sucking her tears. I kiss her mark, and she shivers with delight as I shove my dic
THE BOND OF MARKING. Miller. "In the following ritual, my king. You must mark her in order to seal your bond," the high priest explains. I take a happy step towards my bride as she shows me her neck, completely submitting to me and granting me complete access to her making place. As I approached her neck, her enticing aroma hit me. I buried my canines deep into her neck, marking her as mine forever. Deafening applause erupted, and the guests' cries filled the air; they were sobbing out their joy. ** Mia, Queen. Miller approaches me. I can see what he's about to do. In submission, I show him my neck. He puts his hand around my waist. He flashes his long canines and digs them hard into my neck. He licked away the body on my neck, making me tremble. As I hear all the pack members think, I feel a new power flood me. We've finally joined forces. The feast is over after the ceremony. Everyone interacted with one another. The food is great and there is plenty for everyone. My brother
Mia."We're leaving," he declares. I give him a nod and wait for him. After he had finished speaking with my brother. He informs me of our departure.I hug and kiss Amira on the cheek before saying my goodbyes to the others. We walked away. I take a seat in the back with my mate, while Chris and Scott sit in the front, and we drive away from the pack.I fell asleep during the long drive. My body couldn't handle anything else, so resting in my mate's arms and breathing his scent offered me comfort, and it's bliss to sleep peacefully in his arms, allowing me to rest and cradle in his arms for the duration of the trip."Wake up, my love," my mate says, as I feel a gentle hand shake on my arm. "We've arrived."I sit up and open my eyes. "We're back, Miller," I mumble, beaming.He smiles and steps down, then opens the door for me to follow. We make our way up to his bedroom and beyond. Everything appears to be new. He must have replaced everything with new items because everything is shini