He is a werewolf and she is a wolf hunter. They fall in love and it brings nothing but war. Katarina’s plan is simple. Seduce Alpha Zane, make him fall head over heels for her, then take advantage and end his life. Everything seems to be going according to plan—until it’s not. She soon discovers that Alpha Zane has his own agenda. When they are caught up in a hot moment of irresistible passion, Katarina sees her chance to strike, but she lets her guard down. That’s when Alpha Zane seizes the opportunity as his lips move from hers to her neck. As his wolf screams “Mate,” he plunges his wolf teeth into her neck, imprinting on her and making her his, permanently. What happens when a Wolfhunter falls in love with a werewolf who vowed to destroy her entire family to avenge his mate’s death? And to make it more complicated, she turns out to be his second-chance mate. Will their love survive the war and unite them, or will their thirst for revenge tear them apart?
view moreKatarinaWe arrive, and as we walk through the crowd, I look around, amazed by everything I see. People are drinking and dancing with reckless abandon. Some are playing with fire, either dancing around it or blowing it from their mouths. The field is lit up beautifully with lights everywhere. The beat of the drum is loud, and the rhythm is enjoyable.“Hey, there you are,” Cyprian says as I bump into him.“Hi, Cyprian. Good to see you.”“You look stunning,” he says, his eyes admiring me like he’s in love with my look.“All thanks to Roselyn,” I say, and she beams, taking the credit.“Come on, there are a few exciting things I want to show you,” he says, taking my hand.“Oh no, the Alpha is waiting. Miss Katarina has to go to him,” Roselyn insists firmly.“The night is young. She could run free for a while,” Cyprian counters, and I smile, agreeing with him, as if he knows all I want is freedom.“Miss Katarina, the Alpha hates to be kept waiting, you know this,” Roselyn presses again, he
KatarinaClass is over for the day, and I’m packing my book into my bag when I glance up and see Cassandra. A thought crosses my mind—I should apologize to her. I was pretty mean the last time we talked. So, I walk up to her.“Hey, C-Cassandra,” I say, a little unsure.“Oh, hi. Katarina, right?”“Yeah, Katarina. But you can call me Katty.”“Hi, Katty.”“Uh, I wanted to apologize for the other day. I was mean, and I didn’t have to be. I’m sorry.”Cassandra’s eyes sparkle with surprise and warmth. “I accept your apology,” she says with a smile.Whew! That wasn’t so hard, was it, Katrina? I think to myself.Just then, Cyprian arrives, followed by Bex. Cyprian stands in front of me, and It feels awkward between us. I’m not sure if Cassandra notices, but a small smile plays on her lips.“Heard what happened to you last night, Katty. I’m sorry,” Cassandra says.“What?” I ask, turning toward Cyprian. “Cyprian, you told her?”He shakes his head, looking genuinely confused. “No, I didn't say a
KatarinaI stare at him, wondering just how much he heard of my conversation with Dad. “What do you mean?”“I was told you had just returned to the house. Why the hell did you go off on your own like that?”I feel a bit more at ease. It’s not about the plan Dad and I have to take him down. “How else was I supposed to get here?”“Magdalena would have brought you back if you hadn’t run off. You should have just gone with her.”I open my mouth, a hiss escaping. “Is that what she told you? I didn’t run off. Your precious Magdalena shoved me into the classroom and left me. I would have called you if I had your number, but I don’t.” I see the way he looks at me when I say I would have called him.“Your phone,” he says, extending his hand, waiting for me to hand it over. I grab it from the bed and give it to him. He punches in some numbers and pulls out his own phone. After a few seconds, he hands my phone back.“Now you have my number, and I have yours.”I glance at my phone screen. He’d sa
KatarinaI take his hand, and Cyprian helps me stand. I stare at him, noticing how he watches me, like he’s wondering why he bothered to save me after I’d been rude in class.“Thank you,” I murmur, our gazes still locked.“You’re welcome,” he replies with a warm smile. His eyes shift to the scattered papers on the ground. “I’ll help you,” he says, moving to gather them.He hands the papers back to me. “You really shouldn’t be walking alone at night, you know.”I reach for the papers, but he holds onto them a moment longer. “Let me carry these for you. So…where are you headed?”I hesitate, my eyes searching his. Why is he being so kind after how I acted at the Academy? “Uh… I don’t know,” I admit.He raises an eyebrow, confused, so I explain further. “I’m lost. I don’t know the way to the Alpha’s house.”He chuckles lightly. “So, you’ve been wandering the streets since we saw you at the Academy gate?”I turn away, but my embarrassed expression gives him the answer he’s looking for.“Wh
KatarinaTheir angry gazes fix on me, making my skin prickle with unease. My eyes dart around the room, spotting an empty seat in the middle of a row. I take a deep breath, glancing back at the door, torn between staying or leaving. Stay, Katarina, you can do this. Another deep breath steadies me, and I walk to the seat, quickly settling in and avoiding anyone’s gaze. The class is awkwardly silent. I don’t look up, but I can feel their stares boring into me. Low wolf growls rumble, making me tense. Are they going to attack me?The door swings open, and a woman walks in, standing confidently at the front of the class. “Hello, everyone. I’m Professor Bennett. Welcome to Wolf 101,” she says with a bright smile.I feel relieved. For now, at least, I don’t have to worry about being bullied by these wolves.“Let’s start with an interesting question,” Professor Bennett says as she uncaps a marker and writes on the whiteboard. “In just one word, who are werewolves?”The room is silent for a b
KatarinaI hold my breath as I hear his leather boots coming down the stairs. He’s coming for breakfast too. A part of me hoped he wouldn’t. Do wicked people really eat? They don’t deserve to. Especially him—not after what he’s done. He reaches the dining table, pulls out the chair at the head of the table, and sits confidently, like a king, though his chivalrous gaze stays on me even as he settles in.“Good morning, Alpha Zane.” Rosaline hurries out of the kitchen with her usual cheer as she places his breakfast in front of him.I glare at him, wishing I could just stick the fork I’m holding into his cold heart.“That for me?” His cold gaze meets my angry stare with amusement as he gestures toward my hand.My eyes follow his to my hand. I’m so lost in thought, I didn’t realize I’m gripping the fork like a weapon. I loosen my hold and drop the fork onto my plate.“Bad morning for you, Katarina, I suppose. You know, it’s bad manners not to greet the owner of the house you live in. Thin
ZaneWe both sit silently in the car. My gaze shifts toward her, and I notice a deep frown on her face. Her fists are clenched, like she’s holding onto some intense thought. I sit up straighter, firming my voice. “If you’ve got something to say, then say it.”She turns and meets my eyes briefly before looking away again, tapping her fingers lightly on her lips. For a few moments, it seems like she’s holding herself back, but then she finally speaks.“Slave mate? Is that why you brought me here? To be your slave mate?”My expression hardens. “I didn’t force you to come. You came willingly. I’ll make you whatever I damn well choose.”She scoffs bitterly. “You threatened me. You threatened to hurt my father and my—” She stops, leaving the sentence unfinished.“And your what? Tell me Katarina…Your what?” I lean in, my gaze cold and intense. “You must mean that pathetic bodyguard of yours. What is he to you?”She hesitates before finally muttering, “He’s my… friend.”“Friend,” I repeat the
ZaneThere is silence for what feels like a couple of minutes. Then, Adam strides towards me, and I see the anger in his eyes as he faces me.“Alpha Zane, this is not your call to make. She is standing before the Council.” He gestures toward Katarina. My gaze shifts to her—she’s trying to hold herself together, but she looks terrified. I feel the urge to protect her rising in me again.“Yes. And I brought her before the Council,” I say, pointing at my chest. “Do you even know who she is?”“Damn right I do. She’s Katarina Penn, daughter of Augustine Penn, the leader of the wolf hunters. We have two wolves in the clinic, and I’ve been informed she’s the cause.”I’m taken aback. He knows everything. Damn it! I wanted to reveal it myself. He needed to hear it from me. Now, his mind is set—and the rest of the Council’s too. The chances of convincing them otherwise are slim.“So, tell us, Alpha,” he says, his arm sweeping toward the rest of the Council seated at the table. “Why the hell are
KatarinaBut, I’m the Alpha. I make the rules. As they growl louder, my eyes turn red, and Kris roars, forcing them to calm down. They all stare at me, stunned.Good. I have their attention.“This is Katarina Penn. She’ll be joining you this semester.”“Alpha Zane,” Miranda, one of the lecturers, greets me. She turns to Katarina. “Welcome, Miss Penn.” She doesn’t hide her displeasure, but she can’t disobey me either. Everyone settles down. They don’t want Katarina here. But I do, and that’s enough.“You can settle down, Miss Penn, with the rest of the class. I’m sure the Alpha has greater responsibilities to take care of,” Miranda says, trying to play nice to Katarina.Katarina shifts her gaze to me, displeased. “Please, don’t leave me with these beasts. I want to go where you go,” she whispers, her eyes pleading.I lean close to her, whispering in her ear. “They can hear you, Katarina.” I watch the shock and fear on her face as she leans closer to me, afraid.“A werewolf’s ears are a
KatarinaI am Katarina Penn, and I’m a Wolfhunter. My dad, Augustine, trained me to be one, but then he sent me away to live with my Aunt Mary—his way of protecting me from the people who killed my mom. His last words to me were, “The time will come, and one day you’ll be back.” Then, off I went.Six years I’ve been away, but when Dad demanded I come back home, I couldn’t refuse. I can’t shake off the desperation in his voice. On the call, he said, “Katarina, the time has come. Come home.”Now, I’m back. As I drive into the city, my eyes meet the signpost: Wolf Creek.I take a deep breath.So much goes on inside this city that the rest of the world could only imagine. In here, it’s real. I grew up in a world where werewolves exist. I know that because I saw my first one when I was only twelve—right in my living room, its eyes glaring at me, its presence threatening me. It was the worst day of my life, and it’s haunted me ever since.I tried my best to fit in like a normal girl my age,...
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