The last thing that lowly Omega Seven expected was to be mated with the powerful Alpha King, especially when every wolf knows that Omegas and wolves with Alpha Blood can't possibly be mates...right? Season 1 of The Alpha King's Lost Mate *** Omega Seven was content with her life cooking and cleaning in the Blood Moon pack. No name, no family. It was all that she had ever known until ruthless Alpha King Ambrose Fitzgerald discovers that Seven is the mate he's been desperately searching for for countless decades. The only issue? Omegas can't be mated to wolves with Alpha blood, and Seven is just a lowly, nameless servant-at least, that's what she's been told. As Seven struggles to believe she's Ambrose's true fated mate, Ambrose goes searching for answers about Seven's past and is left with even more questions. Fleeing from her old pack with nothing but the clothes on her back and her new mate by her side, Seven is forced to reexamine everything she knows about herself. Torn from the Blood Moon pack, can Seven face her long-buried past, accept her powerful mate, and step into her power as the soon-to-be Luna Queen?

Once there was a girl, daughter of an Alpha, who happened to face consequences of the things she had no control over. How? By being ostracized from her own kind. By being betrayed by her own family. By being rejected by her own soulmate who chooses her sister instead. And by being banished from the Kingdom. As she returns after years, she notices several changes. One of them being the demeanor of her mate.

*COMPLETE*** "You're not playing fair," I whispered, shuddering when I felt his lips and the stubble on his jaw brush against the side of my neck. "I don't recall making rules," he said, lifting his head, our noses nearly touching as he stared into my eyes. "If there aren't rules, then I can't be playing unfair." "Friends don't talk this close," I said as he took a step closer. "Or touch this much." "Friends also don't respond to their friends' touch the way you are to mine," he said, bringing his hand up to my jaw and tilting my face up towards his, his lips centimeter from mine. "I personally think you set our friendship up for failure by assuming our connection could be ignored. I've never been good at friendship anyway, I say we try something I could do better at." "What could you do better at, Milo?" I asked, a shaky breath escaping me as his lips leaned in closer and only turned away from mine at the last minute. His lips brushed against my ear as his hand moved to the back of my head, threading through my hair as he whispered. "Us." Emery has been in Europe the last eight months. She deals with the challenges of being a growing star with sometimes overly interested fans and people coming back in her life now that she's succeeding. Not only that, she had to nurse a broken heart with her lover, Milo, and was doing the best she could, so good she met someone new. It seemed the new man in her life was more than enough for her feelings for Milo to dissipate, or at least she thought, until Milo contacts her. Milo's been going through some intensive personal growth as his psychologist works with him on some unresolved issues and challenges that went undiagnosed when Milo was a child. Milo is in the process of learning to break free from poisonous words that filled his head as a child. Through it all he had one goal in sight: to be well enough to be with Emery. He works up the courage to contact her but finds a lot can change in a few months.