New arrivals and additions to the pack weren't uncommon at all. As the Alpha's son, Brandon had seen plenty of rogues, humans and wolves file for sanctuary in the hopes of becoming part of his fathers pack. Normally, those new arrivals would be introduced to the pack and allowed to mingle, to find their own place to settle down. Yet when Brandon's father accepted a human to join them, it was kept secluded and sheltered, hidden from the pack. The only ones who were allowed to interact with the human, were the Alpha and Brandon himself. It made the Alpha's son question what exactly was so special about this one human.

Azaziah Azar is not like the pirates he shares a ship with. He never would have led them to the fabled Golden Siren if he'd known it really existed. He wishes he hadn't. Az and the siren are both trapped on board The Merry, captained by the unstable Rowan Slade and forced to work for him. At first, they want nothing to do with each other. To Az, the siren is an unfeeling, dangerous predator. To the siren, Az is just another pirate out to make a pretty penny off his shining golden scales. But as Slade's plans for the siren escalate, Az realises that maybe sirens and humans aren't so different after all. When feelings start to develop between the two, and Slade's work causes the siren's stress to reach its peak, Az will learn that what is right isn't always what is easy. Cover art by Limey

Life was amazing. At least, that's how Orion saw it. During the night he lived on the land, dancing with the clueless humans and learning their ways, enjoying music and the simple things of life. When dawn arrived, he would return to his rightful spot in the sea, singing about the joys of his life. That was his way of living, until that one faithful day, where he saved a human after it was forced to walk the plank. A day where he unknowingly saved the life of one of most ruthless and well-known Pirate Captain. The day that the predatory Siren, became the pirate's prey.

Tyreol is a wolf in human form. He is the god of war, destruction and hunting. He is not mindless but he is dangerous. Luckily for the rest of the gods, a way was found to tame him slightly. Every now and again, he takes tributes. Souls to use as he pleases. He has a new set, a set he did not want. An unusual set of broken souls who need fixing as opposed to the normal beautiful faces for him to sleep with. Something is brewing and the god will need all his allies to protect what is his. After all, it is not only the souls who are broken and sometimes it takes two broken things to fix each other.

"I would like your son to be my companion. He would live with me... Thrive under my guidance and keep me company..." "And feed you. You want my boy to be nothing more than a piece of cattle for you to feed off of up at that palace of yours. I'll not let my boy be passed around between you and your frien-" I cut off my soulmate's father with one stern fixed glare and he wisely lets the sentence die on his lips, closing his mouth when I open mine and say, "Nathaniel will be passed to no one. He'll be mine and mine alone and no one will be feeding off of him without his explicit permission. I'm only asking you for his hand as a courtesy. Will you give your blessing or not?"