Lily Crawford was once loved and treasured by her whole pack but that stopped on her 14th birthday when she didn't shift like she was supposed to. Instantly she became an outsider, a slave, a stranger in her own pack. She gave up on having a mate and being loved from anyone other than her brother. That all changed when an Alpha from a neighborhood pack visited her pack and uttered the word she thought she'd never hear "Mate". -- He locked the door behind us, pressing me against its hard surface. "Mine" He growled pressing his face against my neck, breathing in my scent. "Stop that" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. I tried to push him away from me but he didn't budge. "Just reject me already". "I won't reject you" His voice was low and dangerous. Was he worse than I thought? He will actually make me think he wanted me and then break my heart into a tiny million pieces. "Well then I will. I, Lily Crawford reject you Logan Wa-" Before I could finish he slammed me harder against the wall and covered my mouth with his hand. "Don't you fucking dare" He yelled punching the door beside my face. I flinched back but that didn't stop him. "I am your mate and whether you like or not you are now mine. And mine means, no one touches you, no one talks to you and no one fucking looks at you" He yelled again. Moon goddess, please help me.

{ This book is now published on Amazon } It use to be a rare thing. Seeing a female werewolf. It was almost like their were no such thing. But now female werewolves have the same population as males. Except for Lycans. Their has only ever been two female Lycans in history. Alvery Fabre was the first ever female Lycan. She and her mate George Rosai had a daughter. Only their daughter is the most powerful werewolf on the planet. For both of her parents were Lycans. Her name is Della Rosai. The female Lycan Highest Ranking in Romance #1 Werewolf #6 Mystery #8 ~ Cover By Cookiies_and_Cream ~ { Thank You }

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My eighteenth birthday... A day in which is suppose to be special, the day I become a young adult. The day in which I should never forget and boy will I never forget the events that took place that day. It was the day my parents told me I would be marrying the son of my parents rival company. Not only did this arrangement happen before I was even born, I have no say in what I want. I have to grin and bear having to be married to a complete jerk! So what if he is mouth wateringly hot?! He is an ass! Pervert! Womaniser! You name it, he is it! If this is not bad enough, I learnt that my whole life has been a lie. My parents do own a shipping company, but I never would of guessed they were involved in the mafia! Not only that, my supposed fiance is the King of all mafia in America. I wish my family and I never left France those 2 years ago!