Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

I knew my best friend since childhood loved me. I knew it. And when I got back from my business trip, I was going to tell him how I felt, especially when he told me he had something exciting to tell me. But it wasn't that he loved me. He'd gotten married while I was on an overseas business trip to my worst enemy.

He made me his ol' lady. I thought it was because he'd finally seen me as more than my brother's little sister. Until I heard him talking with his ex, I didn't realize he was with me out of guilt, that he'd promised to protect me. So I ran and didn't look back...until I had to go back to find him waiting for me.

At our gender reveal, my husband joked about getting my sister pregnant with a boy. Everybody thought that was hilarious. Except me.

Catalina Summers is the Betas only Daughter. She acts like a badass just to hide the pain her brothers and their friends cause. She never told her father how her brothers treated her, but finally after her mate rejects her. Her and her best friend leave to live with her aunt in Jackson, Alabama. When she gets a voicemail from her father saying rogues have been attacking their pack, she returns with her new pack to help. Will Mason regret rejecting her? If he does will she forgive him or will she just slam the mate door shut? Or will she be given a second chance? # 1 in Rejected Mate June 2020.

"I, King Damien Thorne, reject you, Viola Adam as my mate." His menacing gaze send shivers down my spine. "You are unfit to be my mate." He spat. I trembled in front of him, barely able to move my lips. "Accept my rejection..." He was King of the Lycan Empire. Viola Graham fell from being the princess of her pack "I, King Damien Thorne, reject Viola Adam as my mate." His menacing gaze send shivers down my spine. "You are unfit to be my mate." He spat. I trembled in front of him, barely able to move my lips. "Accept my rejection..." He was King of the Lycan Empire. Her identity of being the Alpha's daughter, she must hide from the man who stared at her with hatred and contempt. He realized the slave brought to him is his mate. A second chance mate he never hoped for after his fated mate died cruelly in his arms and he lived in the emptiness to strengthen his pack. Will he be able to open his heart to the weird violet-eyed woman and love again?

He was my Destined One. He hated me for my Zeta rank. She hated me, too, but not for my rank. Because I had something she wanted.

My fiance was due back from his year-long deployment today. His job was dangerous, the area he was in even more so, which led to me keeping my heartbreaking news to myself so he wouldn't be distracted while he was overseas. Little did I know, he'd already been distracted. And she let me know it.

I'm married to a cover model/tattoo artist who swore his ex was history. She wasn't, as I was about to discover.

Flashback to the 1950s. Veronica became pregnant by up-and-coming lawyer Paul. He did the right thing and married her. However, his plans weren't revolving around forever, and Veronica overheard him talking to his former? current? girlfriend. That's when Veronica started making her own plans.