A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hands closed around its smooth, still-warm handle. The room was silent. The ten other men seated on the couch didn't bother trying to hide the shock on their faces that a hunter had just agreed to a deal with their Alpha. I totally felt the same way, even if I was that dumb motherfucker. They seemed to be imagining what horrible, unthinkable threats he could have whispered into my ear to make me cave, but to think my resolve had dissolved with just four unexpected words from his mouth. Sometimes, I wondered if I even had a brain. "So," I said now, holding back a sigh as I looked up into those steely, unreadable eyes, "If I'm going to work with you, I'll need a name to call you by. Unless you prefer to be referred to as moody dick?" Silence followed my words. "What, don't you guys know Moby Dick?" I asked no one in particular, and ten pairs of eyes exchanged glances that further questioned my sanity. The last pair of eyes held mine steady. The ring of gold in them seemed to burn like a flickering candlelight against the night of the sea. "Heath," he said, and I could finally place his accent as the name curled and settled in my ears like a cat by the fireplace. I smiled. "Well, cool." I put my hand out between us, the one holding the knife, the silver-pointed tip facing him as I offered him a handshake. "Nice to meet you moody dick, I'm Alessandra."

"Don't take another step towards her or I will rip you apart limb by limb," Hermes snarled at the armed men. "You are not allowed to take humans. You know this, now let her go before we come and get her ourselves." And with that all hell broke loose

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

"I don't want to be your mate." she tells me. "Why don't you want to be my mate, sweetheart?" I ask, wincing when she growls at me. "Don't fucking call me that." she snaps. "Why?" "Because I can't be Luna." she whispers. Just for a split second, I see pain in her eyes, but the emotion disappears as soon as it came. "You live in a nice house, you have food on the table everyday, and..." My mate shuts her mouth as if she had spoken too much. "Finish what you were going to say." I urge. "I can't." she whispers, tears forming in her eyes. "It's... It's a secret." ************ Josephine Mancini has been abandoned by her family when she was just fifteen years old. Now a senior at her local high school, she tries her best to ignore her family's absence and move on with her life. Archer Stone is the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, the strongest and most feared werewolf pack in North America. He's known for his merciless ways and violent persona. Everyone thinks that he's incapable of feeling love, but in reality, he's just been saving himself for his mate. The only problem when he meets his mate is that Josephine tries to reject him on the spot. Ever since her family left, she hasn't felt the need to have anyone's love or support. She believes that having a mate will only hurt her in the long run and that Alpha Stone will only use her to provide an heir, then dismiss her afterwards. Over the years, she has grown accustomed to living an independent life. Archer wants to begin his first romantic relationship with his mate, but he has to prove to Josephine that not everyone she loves will abandon her before they can start dating. She doesn't believe that she's fit to be Luna and that her reputation will cause problems. Lunas don't get failing grades, work three jobs, or struggle to pay rent. Will Archer be able to show her that love isn't always a bad thing? Or will Josephine keep her financial and family problems to herself?

Chelsea Delaney. That's my name. It didn't take me very long to find my mate, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. People say he's incapable of love, incapable of remorse, incapable of good. He has a very dark character. But he's mine, my very own dark mate.

Mushrooms: They're soft, silky, white and super evil. Walmart: It's a place you go grocery shopping. You don't necessarily like it, but it gets the job done. Enter me: An outgoing, bubbly girl with flowing locks of golden hair and eyes as deep as the ocean bl- Ha! Just kidding. But seriously. How did a girl like me: Green dull eyes, boring brown hair and a piercing on her eyebrow get kidnapped? Yes, you heard right. Kidnapped. As in stolen. From a small town. During Winter. In Walmart. WALMART. It's a little insulting if you ask me. _____________ Welcome to the world of Humor lovely! My description may not be good, but if you give the story a chance I'm sure you'll love it :)

He rejected her, his mate. He didn't want a human as a mate and even though it was quite rare to have one, he beat the odds. A weak little human would never survive in a world of werewolf's. A year later they meet again, only different. When attending a meeting with all the pack Alpha's in the country is when he sees her. She is no longer weak; she is a full supernatural and has the blood of every kind running through her. How did this happen? He was certain she was human just last year and it's impossible to have every type of supernatural blood to run through your body and not tear yourself apart from each of their urges. I think it's safe to say he wants her back now . . . but will she accept him or just reject him like he did to her?

There were not many things that I knew much about but pain... Pain I knew. I understood it and its various types. Emotional pain as time dragged by, physical pain I felt when my mate had sex with another woman, when different men had come, nightly beatings, mental pain when he played tricks, when I realized no one from my pack was looking for me. Worse pain... knowing that I was here paying for another person's actions and my children were paying too. Yeah... I knew pain.