"Yes." I heard myself say. I did not even think twice about what he meant with 'it'. In my heart I knew he was talking about the pull I felt towards him. He hesitated for a second, but finally crossed back through the room, standing closer to me than any werewolf had before. He placed one of his hands on my cheek, and the other on the door beside me. A happy feeling started to rise up in the pit of my stomach. "Mate." He eventually whispered, looking into my eyes. With my back pressed against the door I took his words slowly in. Mate. To a werewolf. To the king of the werewolves. The guys that murdered my friends. The people that separated me from my family. Those assholes.

Everyone knows about Alpha Nicholas. He's the type of man who kills the innocent and recruits the guilty, the type of man who values power and obedience. Darcy's pack has been a victim of Nicholas for as long as she can remember. Once a year, all of the unmated males roam through the packlands on a hunt for their mates to take back to their pack. At the age of eighteen, finally old enough to find her mate, Darcy does her best to lie low, sickened at the thought of being forced into the pack she's despised since birth. That is, until Alpha Nicholas himself claims her. 4.6.17 | #30 in werewolf

Evangeline has not had a life like other she wolves. When she was 14 her brother, the next alpha of the Hawthorn pack, died leaving the pack without a male heir. The accords require any pack without a future alpha to merge with another unless their daughter is mated to a suitable future leader. So. They did not tell anyone. It was the packs largest secret. And when the time came if Evangelines mate was found and suitable he would take over when her father stepped down. If he was already an alpha....then the pack would have no choice but to merge. They could only hope he was suitable. It was not a fate Evangeline wanted. Any of it. If it were up to her she would never find her mate. She did not want a mate. She did not need a mate. She could get everything she wanted on her own. ~~ I let out a breathless laugh, rolling off the werewolf beneath me. "Well that didn't totally suck." He chuckled, abs flexing, looking me over as I rose from the bed, "didn't totally suck?" I hummed searching for my dress, "yeah it was fun while it lasted." Pretty doesn't always equal the best stamina. "Thanks Alex." "...its Aaron." I cocked a brow at him, wiggling into my tight little black dress, "not for the past hour it wasn't but okay. Cool." I raked a hand through my hair, smoothing out the inky waves. "Anyways I have to get back to my pack before sunrise and I cant find my panties. If you do, their yours." Sauntering over to him I kissed him deeply, "thanks again Andy." He chuckled, "its Aaron, and how about if I find them I give you a call?" Shit. How drunk was I? "Did I give you my number?" "No." "good." I started for his door, "have a nice life Adam." "Its Aaron!" He called after me. I rolled my eyes, "whatever." He was not good enough in bed for me to remember his name. Besides I had better things to do. Like get home before dad found out I was gone. My first Lunar Ball was coming, my first time participating to find a mate. Unfortunately.

Life has been difficult for Rebecca and other humans every since the werewolves took over. She has to abide by their strict rules and it is almost against Rebecca's nature to do so. But for the sake of her family, she does. When life seemed as if it couldn't get anymore difficult, The Alpha who has made life a living hell for the humans, visits town. Things turn from bad to worse for Rebecca when he claims she is his Mate. (P.S. I wrote this book when I was sixteen years old. The way I wrote then, and the way I write now, is different. However, if you choose to read this book, I hope you enjoy it.) 💕 Copyright © 2016 by Faith Hunte All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without written permission from the author. The image used on the cover art belongs to its respective owner.

Chloe Mars is taken captive by a lethal Alpha who refuses to let her go - and she's about to see him on his worst behavior.

Emery has always been troubled. After struggling to accept the sudden death of her mother, she was forced to depend on her grieving father for both knowledge and guidance. As she battles through her own conflicting feelings of confusion, her family's known resentments, and their hidden distractions, she must learn how to open her confined world to a new perspective. That is, the ostracized life of her fated mate-a werewolf who belongs to the Gods. note - cover is made by @ViaAlyssaNicole note - this is currently being edited!

Mena is a warrior. She is fierce, feral and fearless. Ares is an Alpha. He is strong, stoic and savage. - After being orphaned at a young age, Mena has always been determined to be the best. After years of training she proves herself by becoming one of her pack's Head Warriors, as well as her Alpha's Shadow. She has no time for potential mates or relationships, her duty and training taking most of her time. She's happy with that, and refuses to give any potentials the time of day. Ares is perfectly content leading alone, not having time for a nuisance in the form of a mate. He might reconsider if all of his potentials so far weren't weak, soft little girls who whimpered at the mere sight of him, but that hasn't happened yet. His pack is known for producing strong, vicious warriors. They are suffering without a Luna, though, so he decides to give his next potential a chance. He might be able to make her stronger, turn her into a fierce female that deserves to be at his side. He has no idea that his next potential could be too fierce for him to handle. -

"You can neither run nor hide." "Then you will spend your entire life chasing me." Chrissy sneered. He smirked. "Don't sound so confident. I love the chase."

"Who was your first kiss?" Ares asked very seriously and my face started reddening. "I. . . haven't been kissed. Yet." I looked away as I didn't have the courage to meet his eyes and admit this. "Why not?" Why was he asking me this? "You obviously know why. I'm average, I'm just a normal girl." I was interrupted by an impatient scoff. "That's not why." "Fine, you tell me why." I retorted but instantly regretted it. He was going to tell me that I wasn't pretty enough or that I wasn't interesting enough or- "You were waiting." *** ~Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf, #1 in Fiction~ ~Translated into 5 languages!~ "My jaw is on the floor!!! I'm so sad it's over" -AlexysZor-El "Honestly one of the best wattpad books I've read" -baebae_blue_hair "This was the first story I've ever read on Wattpad. That's how I fell in love with this app. Thank you author!" -inaffetss

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