Callum Black. That was Callum's name, his identity, yet he was never called that. His family, his pack, his peers, and just about everybody else called him weak, pathetic, ugly, faggot, worthless. So that had become his identity, not Callum Black. Callum's father was the pack's Beta, and his siblings were the sort that made a strong pack leader proud. Callum had always been a bit of a runt, perhaps enduringly, until it was not anymore, until he was thirteen and decidedly Omega and it was embarrassing. To him, to his father, to his pack. Ryker Adam's was the son of the Alpha, and had everything going for him. He was gonna do great things and make his father proud. He was adored. So when the little, mousy male Omega turned out to be his mate he did not hesitate in remedying that. It was not really surprising; Ryker was Callum's public enemy #1 and the stuff of his nightmares. This was the beginnings of Callum's story. Callum ran. Callum ran into the arms of his found family and himself. And he was definitely not who he thought he was. A cruel twist of fate and the whims of the gods had changed everything. While he was gone the pack was changing too, including the people who had hurt him. Four long years had passed. And Callum was coming home, but he bore no resembles to the boy that had left. This was a man, a monster.

Corruption That was the reason why the hammer crashed hard on wood, why the judge sneered down at him or why he felt his heart sink heavily in his body. He could faintly hear the crowd stand up and cheer, wicked delight in their eyes as they watched him getting dragged away. In their eyes, he was a murderer, a coldblooded killer that had slayed the pack leader's son in cold blood. In truth, he had come home to find that dispicable mutt trying to use his status to force his little sister. Enraged, Ben had thrown himself on the wanna be rapist and had let his animal take over, ending up killing the arrogant pup. Ben had felt no regret for saving his sister and had spat out the truth in the face of the leading Alpha and the pup's father. Sadly, the powerful man also held deep connections and had made sure that Ben was painted as a bloodthirsty murderer out for the lives of the innocent. Now he was sentenced to a lifetime on an island far away from civilasation. An island that was filled with true murderers, the worst of shifter kind. As he was shoved head first into the small jailer boat, all Benjamin could do was pray. And hope for a miracle.

Book 4 of the Cross-Shifter Series. Can be read as a stand-alone but might be confusing at the beginning for a bit.) Being captive for years has soured Palace's outlook on just about everything. He sat in a rusty hauling container for weeks at a time, missing his big brother terribly, the only person he'd ever had in the world for so long, only to be sold to disgusting people who wanted him for illogical reasons. Over that time, he became a killer. He didn't like it at first, but soon it became second nature. Besides, in his new world, where his original master only viewed him as another giant check, and those he sold him to saw him as their next horrible fetish until he ripped their throats out, he found little reason to behave favorably. So, when a lion shifter crosses his path right before he is likely to be sold again, and actually treats him like he wasn't just a piece of meat to try and use, Palace isn't quite sure how to handle him.

After losing everything, Caden stumbles into the territory of a lion pride. But not any lion pride, it's Ajax' pride. Ajax is a typical alpha male: cocky, overly confident and when he wants something he does everything to get it. And as soon as he sets his eyes on Caden, he knows that he has to have him. But Caden isn't fond of being owned and doesn't hesitate to use his claws. After all, he's a cougar and cougars tend to keep to themselves. Don't they?