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ZIONGrowing up, I was surrounded by love, warmth, affection, and strong bonds between those in my life.The bond with my father taught me about the man that I wanted to be – the one who fought for what was right no matter what that entailed. It also taught me about the mate that I wanted to be – the one who fought for my other half and was whatever she needed me to be in her life. She would be my Queen, both metaphorically and literally.The bond with both of my parents taught me all about the ruler that I wanted to be once I took my place as the next King to sit on the Precoza throne. I was incredibly proud of my heritage, both on the Precoza side as well as the Anderson side. I was proud to be a hybrid because it was the perfect blending of my parents and our family.The first time that I ever had a vision of my future mate was at the ripe young age of nine. It was the very first look that I got of her. I had no idea who she was or where to find her, but I knew that our paths would
VIOLETI stood at the cliff’s edge and watched as the sun peeked over the horizon, painting the sky a plethora of colors. It normally signified the beginning of a new day, but today it signified a possible beginning of the end.Life had not been easy. There was always a fight occurring. It was Mom fighting for us in the beginning. Then it was me fighting for my sister once Mom was gone. Now, it was me fighting for them both.It was crazy to think about how much my life had changed since that night – the night when I learned the truth.I once heard someone say, ‘people can’t change the truth, but the truth can change people.’ That quote stuck with me because it was simplistic yet had an unmistakable depth to it as well. The truth really did change me. Not only did I find out that a mere human was precisely what I was not, but I also found out that Mom didn’t actually die two years ago. Nope. She was betrayed by her husband and given over to a group of sadistic assholes who hunted supern
To all of my amazing readers,First and foremost, I want to thank you for all of your amazing support with this book and all of the others that came before it.“Destined Alpha of Change” has actually been one of my favorite books to write because of both Kalen and Maddox. She is such a strong warrior that can stand against any foe no matter what it will cost her. However, there is also such a vulnerability that she hides underneath her armor. It is something that she does not allow herself to acknowledge until her armor is ripped right off of her. She had every right to walk away from Maddox, but she knew how wrong that was. Her vulnerability saw his, and it called out for her to protect him even if he did not know that he needed it or wanted it.Maddox began as a character that you would like to deck, but there was so much that he hid away from the world. Being raised by someone like Calvin would definitely leave both metaphorical and physical scars. Kalen realized that she needed him
KALENEveryone left behind a legacy – their mark on the world. Sometimes it created a positive and lasting change for all. Other times all it left behind was chaos and carnage.Fairytale books had distinct heroes and distinct villains. It was an either/or situation. Good or bad. Black or white. Was it that simple to categorize everyone? What if they did not fit into any one box because nobody was purely good or purely evil?I thought it was simple once upon a time until fate threw me a curveball that I was unable to dodge.My future had always been clear to me growing up. I would become the first female Alpha of the Dark Moon pack. It was something that I threw my entire focus into as I got older. Dad was an amazing Alpha, and I would be proud to be even half of what he was. My pack meant everything to me, and it was an honor that I would be able to pick up the mantle when he was ready to pass it to me.Part of me had assumed that my biggest hurdles in life would come from proving that
KALENBreathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.My legs pumped, gaining momentum and speed with every push. A surge of adrenaline rushed through me. I forced my legs to push harder through the obstacle course. Sweat poured off of me, showing me just how difficult this course was. I fucking loved it.I leapt from the top of the rock wall to the wooden beam that was suspended in the air. The sweat pouring off of me was not all that helpful when trying to balance so that I did not plummet to the ground. I was not really one who enjoyed healing from broken limbs. That sucked, so I always tried my best to avoid it.A whizzing sound was heard from the right, and I dropped down just in time for another log to fly over my head. Grandpa Mike took great pride in designing his courses, always wanting to find new ways to keep participants on edge because that was when their survival instincts were tested.I jumped to my feet again and took off. There was a springboard at the end. I pushed off from it and f
KALEN‘C’mon, Alpha Kalen. We don’t want to be late,’ Nika chirped.‘Sure we do. School is vastly overrated. There’s no need to even go. We could easily pass every exit exam. Mom graduated when she was fourteen. There’s no reason why we have to finish out the next two years.’My wolf rolled her big golden eyes at me and stuck me with a no-nonsense look. Sometimes, sharing my mindspace with someone else royally sucked because nothing remained secret. She knew my emotions as well as my reasons.Something about today would set things in motion. What that was, I had absolutely no idea. It could be anything from crossing the street to meeting someone specific to insulting an idiot. There was no telling what it would be. I was absolutely fucked if it was the last one because too many idiots loved to voice their opinions of me and my position within a pack that was not even their own.I was wearing a pair of black ripped skinny jeans that was paired with a white lace V-neck short sleeved top
KALEN‘No matter where you go, you are representing Dark Moon,’ Dad had said multiple times. ‘Act and react as an Alpha. Remain collected and calm, but don’t let people walk over you.’Dad always gave me great pearls of wisdom. They became mantras that helped me get through times when I wanted to just slap a bitch or realign someone’s nose.Did I have anger issues? No. Calm was my general state of being. I just had a low tolerance meter for bullshit. Case in point – right now.We were changing for Training Ops. It was a class that was geared towards those who were seeking to become warriors and Enforcers, but anyone could take it. This class was mandatory for leadership though because we had to be the best of the best for our packs. Ensuring that they remained safe and secure was of the utmost importance.There were petty bitches snickering and talking about Sera. She was the sweetest person you would ever meet. She never talked down to anyone or made them feel like shit.“It makes me
MADDOXIt was really fucking ridiculous that I was forced to attend an academy this year. I would love nothing more than to tell my father to shove it up his ass and leave me the fuck alone, but I valued oxygen expanding my lungs a little too much for that.Why did I have to suffer through all of this fucking bullshit just because my old man had a vendetta? I was nothing more than his errand boy – a good soldier who was not meant to question his orders.The morning had been shaping up to be a complete letdown. Sure, there was a hot chick who practically offered herself up to me. I enjoyed my fair share of females, but I did not go for the desperate types. I craved a challenge, something to keep me intrigued.The hot chick that was wrapped around me had nothing on the green-eyed beauty that I had caught eyeing me. She was fucking fine in those clothes, but I bet she looked even better out of them and spread wide open for me.I wondered what her name was, but I was not about to ask anyon