"Their tongues danced together in a disgusting sort of manner, before he pushed her away and moved on to the next one, they were practically throwing themselves at him without any sort of self-respect. It hurt too much to bear and I couldn't hold it in anymore and finally...I roared." Rose is the mate of one of the most powerful Alpha's in the United States, Jack, happily living together and in love she thinks: 'Can life get any better?' Jinx. Life takes a sudden turn for the worse the day her mate decides to marry two women from a neighboring pack. Sitting alone, crying herself to sleep, hiding the pain he's causing her, leaving her in the dark everyone no longer calls her 'Luna'. No, she's taken on the title of 'The Alpha's Rose'. Michaelangelo or Mike as everyone calls him is one of the biggest Alphas in the World, not the United States, the World. Mateless, wifeless, childless. Everyone constantly tells him to 'get married' or 'settle down' but he believes in waiting for "The One", HIS one. He may not have to look so far as petal by petal they lead him to the one called, Rose. Action, romance and passion fill each page in this tale of Love, regret and who could forget, Betrayal.

When young Ana, a servant girl, finds out that her mate is Alpha of her pack and the middle Prince of her city, she is too scared to show herself to him for fear that he will reject her and bring her family lower than it already is. There's only one problem. When the Prince finds out that his mate is near, he wants to find her. He will scavenge the castle, the city for that matter, to get to her. Will he find out about Ana? If he does, will he reject her or take her in and love her like a mate should? ---------- THIS IS UNEDITED The first chapter can be confusing. Sorry about that. I plan to rewrite this someday to smooth over everything.

Penny: I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we're both helpless against it. Our eyes met constantly across the room. He would be the first to tear his eyes away. He's so powerful, though. So charismatic. He's a lycan. I'm just a regular werewolf. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him love me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I get to keep him. Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart out for him. He kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far...and I'm tired of fighting for us. There's no us. I'm just a fool. I'm done fighting. I made up my mind that I'm going forget him. I'm going to go out there and lose my virginity, over and over again if I have to. I mean, why hold on to it, right? It's not like I'm getting an award for keeping it the longest. Not likely that my mate will keep his virginity for me. Darius certainly didn't. Why the double standard? So, why can't he just leave me alone now? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me? Stupid lycan. Ughhh...stupid, stupid lycan. Darius: The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's my erasthai. The one. The exotic looking dark haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me. Haunting me. Only I'm not looking for the one. I'm a warrior, there's no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak. My enemies could get to me through my mate. Then it happened. She finally gave up. For some reason, it makes me mad. Not only did she give up, but she gets this crazy idea that she's going to lose her virginity to some random stranger. Fvck that! That's not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I'll make her wait until she finds her mate. She's so stubborn, though. She's driving me crazy. So, why can't I leave her alone?

Inside of each of us, there are two wolves. One is good. It is love, peace, life, serenity, and hope. One is bad. It is pain, anger, sadness, guilt, and hatred. Which one wins? The one you feed more. Ella, youngest child and only daughter of Anthony and Ana, king and queen of her pack, has always struggled with trying to fit in. Her first shift is late by a few years, she is sensitive, and she is a bookworm, semi-tomboy, basically everything a princess isn't supposed to be. Worst of all, though, is the fact that she has what seems to be an inner battle between herself. Between two wolves. But two wolves means two personalities, two lives, two people. And two wolves also means two mates, who seem not to realize their tearing their jewel, their star, apart.