Being Beta means following orders—even when every instinct screams not to. I've spent years swallowing my own voice for the good of the pack, doing what my Alpha demands, even when it cuts deep. Then I walked into that government meeting and everything changed. The moment I caught Della’s scent, I knew I was in trouble. She’s a witch—powerful, untouchable, completely forbidden. But none of that matters. The bond hit me fast, hard, and permanent. She’s not just beautiful. She’s mine. The way she looks at me, the way she tries to pretend she’s not drawn in… it only fuels the ...

He was my worst bully. He took my virginity, then laughed at me. I still gave him my heart…and a secret baby girl that he never knew about. He left for the black ops, but now he’s back to claim his position as the Alpha King. And the first thing he does…is shackle me to the wall and interrogate me. I’m nothing. The local outcast. Useless, bullied, and ridiculed. In this small town of wolves and witches, I’m the only one without any powers. Or so I thought. But he locks me into his house and makes my prick wounds bleed. He subjects me to his questions and refuses to let me go. My ...

"What’s a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?" Hanna’s always been told to fear the Red Moons, an outlier werewolf pack and biker gang. Her pack’s rules are simple: stay in town, stay with your pack, stay safe. Hanna certainly doesn't want to break any rules, not when her pack has already socially shunned her for being rejected by her mate. But when her car breaks down in Red Moons' territory, the biker pack's alpha, Dean Winston, believes she’s a spy and holds her for ransom. But at least they haven't killed her. Yet. When Dean smells Hanna's scent mixed with his rival's...

I’ve always believed in fated mates. It’s one of those stories you grow up hearing in the pack—one soul destined for yours. Still, I never expected to find her in a place like the Ring, surrounded by blood, sweat, and the kind of darkness I’ve made my home. One look at Maggie, and the world stops. She’s light. She’s steady. She’s everything I’ve never had and everything I shouldn’t want. She doesn’t know what I am. Hell, she doesn’t even know who I am—not really. She has a boyfriend. A good job. A life built on rules and responsibility. And I’m the brooding fighter...

The mate match ritual says I have to mate with the enemy Alpha. No questions asked. He’s the most loathed Alpha on the East Coast, notorious for his cruelty. I’d rather die than let him claim me. But unfortunately, he has other plans. He’s going to have me one way or another. And knock me up good as well. Once he’s touched and smelled me, he thinks he has a right to me. He plans to isolate me in his cabin until he can force me into the mating ceremony. I watch him fight, and I hate how it turns me on. He hunts me in the woods, and I don’t stand a chance against him. The magic of ...