So we all know that Alpha rejects weak mates and stuff like that. But, my question to you is what if the "weak" mate was actually a stronger mate than she/he seemed? Well, that is basically what had happened to me, Rylan Reece. My mate, Cooper Pierce, wanted to reject me, but I did it first. The main reason that he wanted to reject me was because he, and others, thought that I had killed my parents. That was not the case, but no one believed me because I was covered in their blood at the time of their death. They didn't, nor did I, know that it had something to do with the fact that I was the Red Wolf. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks. ~Rissa

Lily Breighton will do anything to save her dying father. Even trespass in forbidden werewolf territory to find a legendary healing flower. But when she's caught by the territory's cursed alpha, she strikes a dangerous bargain: one year as his pack's healer in exchange for the cure. As Lily works to ease the pack's suffering, the line between healer and patient begins to blur, and she discovers that breaking a blood curse might cost her more than just her freedom-it might cost her heart.

"Her fingers were cool against my heated skin, trailing down my back like liquid silver. I shivered, my breath coming faster as I felt the weight of her body pressing against mine. I didn't know how I got here-how we ended up in this place-but it didn't matter. All that mattered was the sensation of her mouth at my throat, her lips brushing against my pulse point, so close to where I felt the rush of life coursing through my veins." Kelpie Caldwell Bound by fate and blood, an ancient vampiress on the brink of death finds salvation in an unlikely healer-a gentle merman torn from the sea. As power, desire, and morality collide, a forbidden bond begins to bloom in the shadows of a gothic manor, where freedom is the rarest form of love. The tags are your only warning

The Unlikely - Claws and Carrots Sometimes fate doesn't knock-it crashes in with fangs, fluff, and feelings you didn't ask for. Quinn never expected freedom, let alone a safe place to rest his paws. A bunny shifter with a gentle heart and a stash of suppressants, he's spent his life running from danger and hiding who he is. But everything changes when he's taken in by Noah-a tall, brooding Alpha with secrets stitched into her sharp smile and silver eyes. Noah didn't expect her new houseguest to shake her world. She certainly didn't expect to crave the soft, twitchy-eared Omega... or for the scent of his heat to awaken something primal and terrifyingly real inside her. But love is messy when instincts clash, identities unravel, and the past won't stay buried. With heat rising-literally-and trust hanging by a whisker, can this unlikely pair find a future together? #Mature

Rayn has always loved working on cars with his dad. When his Dad died in an accident, his world changed. His mom snapped and became abusive, but mentally and physically. Which left his body scarred and himself afraid of trusting. The night his mother attacked him with a knife was the final straw. He had been planning to leave home anyways after his 18th birthday which was only a few days away. He relocated himself clear across the country. In a new city Rayn finds himself a job at a local garage and begins to start over, but what awaits him? Goddric and Asami didn't expect to find their mate when they came to pick up Asami's car from their friends shop. What they seen of him made their hearts drop and their anger soar. One look was all it took to know that their mate had been abused. With it was recent or past they didn't know, but were going to find out one way or another. *This is a MXMXM supernatural love story so if you do not like it or have problems with mature love scenes between males, please do not read. You have been warned.* *This story has content that some may be triggers others so please read with caution.* This is my first time posting any of my stories publicly so please be kind. I hope you enjoy!

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."

*Mature Content Warning* I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He's silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer." *** She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy.

[COMPLETE] Alpha. When you hear that word most of you think of a ruthless and physically strong man. Well, what if I told you that in this story the alpha is completely the opposite. Melany Blake is devastated by the death of her father. She is only twenty years old and excepted to lead a pack without the help of her father. He wanted this weight to fall on someone else's shoulders, not his little girl but his time was up before he could find someone to fill his shoes. Female wolves are looked as the healers and nurturers of the pack, not the leader. Melany embarks on a journey of loss, betrayal, and second chances. She will stand before anyone and show the world that a she-wolf can take on the alpha position. Cover by LotteHolder

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

The Runaway Mate Carly Faye isn't your average seventeen year old werewolf, she's anything but actually. Having lost everything that was important to her at a very young age, Carly has trouble fitting in with the rest of her pack and as a result of this she has always been an outcast. When she was fifteen Carly found out that the soon to be alpha, Mason, was her mate. She was beyond happy, thinking that for once she would actually be loved and treated fairly, but Carly was wrong. Mason does nothing but beat her and use her for his own pleasure. But what happens when Carly gets sick of it, of it all, what happens when Carly leaves her pack taking with her the most important and precious thing that there is. What happens when she ends up in the hands of a pack who love and cherish her, well only one thing of course, her past comes back to bite her in the butt and take back what's rightfully his.