A slow-burn MM werewolf fantasy about fated mates, rogue outcasts, and a bond that refuses to break. I was taught that fate is a gift, that meeting your fated mate is the universe's greatest mercy. No one says it could destroy you. I never expected to find my mate. I definitely never expected him to be a rogue. Max is an alpha rogue, powerful and dangerous, everything I was raised to fear. When the bond between us refuses to fade, I'm dragged into the last place I ever thought I'd survive: a rogue sanctuary deep in the forest. But rogues aren't what I thought they were. Between a quiet child who refuses to leave my side, a pack of outcasts slowly beginning to trust me, and a mate who clearly hates how much he wants me... I'm starting to realize something terrifying. Maybe the monsters in the woods were never the rogues. * 51 / 57 Chapters *

Book 4 of The Fated Chronicles The last place Peter Calderon-Heil should be is Antarctica. He's all things omegas are said to be-weak, fragile, and quick to submit. Travelling to the coldest continent on the planet isn't going to change that, but he's tired of waiting for a mate that does not exist, and staying at home, where everyone else is mated, is not an option. So, Antarctica. It's so vast, it's terrifying, but it's not the thing he fears the most, which means that he can survive it. What Peter doesn't know is that his greatest fear lives right beneath the ice, and has been for centuries. They've claimed the underbelly of the planet's most frigid region and carved their domain out with blood and fang. At the helm of it all? A vampire so fierce he might as well have stepped out of Peter's nightmares. Unfortunately for Peter, he's also the one who calls to his heart.