Book 3 in the Moonwalker Pack series. Be sure you have read book 1- The Beta's Daughter, book 2-The Alpha's Son before reading this one. War is inevitable for the Moonwalker pack, but with the Ascension of new leaders, things will not be handled as they once were. Azariah and Micah have difficult decisions to make that will impact not only their loved ones, but the entire pack's well-being. Everyone has something at stake in this final book. Jace and Azariah's newfound family. Amber and Micah's future. Noah and Ryan must decide rather to stay and fight, or return to a pack that shunned them and help rebuild. Finn and Priya have missing pack members, and their time is running out to find them. Becky will need to decide how far she's willing to go to save Zane, if he's even worth saving. And good old Malcomb has a reputation to uphold, and a war to win so he can prove himself to his family and Alpha. Even the Moon Goddess herself has secrets that she must reveal but is the price too high for her to pay? In this final book, everything will come full circle. The only question is, who will end up victorious, and who will still be standing at the end.

This is book 2 in the Moonwalker pack series, it can not be read as a stand alone. Please make sure you have read The Beta's Daughter first. Micah Koyle has had enough drama in the last couple weeks to last a life time. To start, his future Beta almost dies. Twice. Then they discover that a pack they are supposed to be aligned with, has created a weapon with the potential to cause mass destruction. Now is definitely not the time for him to be falling for the shy female who has wedged her way into their friend group. Of course once you've already started to fall, there's nothing you can do. Amber Woods went her entire life without a single real friend. She's learned to accept the fact that she's a nerd a long time ago. When she does finally make her first ever friend, she almost gets her killed. That same night she promises the Moon Goddess she'll do everything she can to find the solution to the weapon that was created. The one thing she doesn't have a solution for? The new found attention she's getting from the future Alpha of Moonwalker pack. With a past trauma still haunting her, can she learn to trust again? Possibly fall in love again?

Five hundred years ago, the Moon Goddess created the werewolves, as many other Gods had also created a race of their own. She gave them a gift...a fated mate. This was someone they would recognize immediately as their one and only. Over the years, the human side got greedy and entitled, rejecting this gift and deciding to choose their own mate instead. This angered the Moon Goddess, so in retribution she revoked this gift, giving them the freedom to choose for themselves. What the werewolves didn't know, was that it came with a price. Once they picked a mate of their own, there was no going back as the wolf side would never allow it. She smiled down upon her creations....choose wise my lovelies. Book one in the Moonwalker Pack Series: Azariah has known since she was little what her future held, she was to be the first-ever female beta in her pack, or any pack known. She's been preparing for this all her life. What she's not prepared for? Alpha Zane. Zane has just taken over as Alpha of his pack, and the pressure is on for him to find a Luna. He's cocky, arrogant, and a womanizer, and sets his sights on Azariah. He needs to figure out how to convince her to leave her pack and join his. Azariah's two best friends won't watch her leave without a fight. Especially when one of them has been keeping a big secret from her. All is not as it seems, and Azariah's time slowly runs out for her to put all the missing puzzle pieces together before it's too late. ******************** Just on a side note, I wanted to let you know that this is not your typical werewolf story. It starts slow but ends with a bang. Thank you for giving my book a chance.

"You know what I hate about you?" His minty breath fanning my face. He placed his hands on the wall right beside my head. His eyes dance a lot of emotions I couldn't decipher as his gaze moved from my eyes down to my lips. Gulp. "W-What?" I breathed nervously. "You reminded me of her," he whispered into my ear, "and I fucking hate it." He pushed himself away from me and slammed the door shut.

Nina is captured by parbeing man. He plans to turn her into his pet. He knows she won't go down without a fight, but he's not prepared for how much 'fight' she has packed in her small body. His new pet leaks into every area of his life, changing things in ways he could never have imagined. Parbeings are the new and improved apex predators of Earth. Created from gene editing, they are the perfect humans, so perfect that they are no longer even considered human. *** Content Warning: The protagonist of this story is a victim of abuse. I do not condone the actions of the antagonist *** Chapter 1 extract: "Hey Alex. Get over here. I've got something for you," he calls into his collar radio. I reach the end of the alley and turn to face my foe once again, but he remains where he is, still blocking my path but not approaching either. New plan: when he gets close, duck under his arms and make a run for it. Now I just have to wait. Before a minute has even passed, another armoured soldier appears and joins the first. This just keeps getting worse. How am I supposed to dodge past two of them? "What do you want now?" the new soldier grumbles. This one must be Alex. "Look at this cute little human I found. She's feisty. I think she's perfect for you." I glare at them. "I don't want a pet human. That's your disgusting fetish, and I'll have no part in it." "Oh come on Captain," the first soldier whines, "You don't have to fuck her, just train her to be obedient. Surely you can control one measly wild human? You are a captain after all. When you're done, you can just get rid of her, like I do with my humans." What the fuck? For a brief moment my fear is replaced by anger. Who do they think they are, talking about me like I'm some kind of wild animal? "Get the fuck away from me! You freaks!" I screech. The first soldier just flashes an evil grin. They don't budge. "Are you just going to let her talk to you like that?" he goads Alex. (Complete. 70k words.)

Edited and polished version published!!! Kindle link https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DFQ7W8JF When Cari can no longer contain the pain of her mate being with someone else her pack falls apart. For ten years Carissa Mason has had to endure the pain of feeling her mate making love to another each night. Her soul is broken but an alpha command keeps her from leaving the pack and another from telling anyone who her mate is. Her mate is none other than the second alpha, the current Alpha's grandson and someday pack Alpha. No one knows but her mate, his grandfather and her own grandparents who all made sure she wouldn't Be the second luna. Or so she thought. "If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you're very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to Wattpad @jtoughkat. Thank you."

After an Alpha has given up looking for their mate, and they need a Luna to help run the pack, they will organise an event known as The Whipping. Female volunteers from packs around the country will put themselves forward if they wish to be in the chance of becoming a Luna. These she-wolves would be whipped in front of all the packs, again and again until their backs were red raw and blood covered. The last female remaining would be given the title of Luna as the Alpha would only want the strongest wolf to help run his pack. Most wolves gave up and quit as they couldn't take the pain, but some head-strong females would go until they were no longer breathing. It was an ugly tradition, from years ago. I had never heard of one happening in this day and age...until that day... Until I met him... On the day of The Whipping...

This is a poem about encountering toxic people from the past, once again in the present. I chose to use a more abstract way of wording the story I wanted to tell, while still summoning emotion and hopefully relatability.

This is a short poem about the heartache of having lived through traumatic experiences at the hands of one person and then reliving those moments years later.