Madeline Stone knows where her future is heading-her family has that part all figured out. On her twenty-first birthday she is stealing a few moments back from her own life before relinquishing every part of herself to their plan. Jackson Rider is a southern boy who grew up with a football in hand. He has seen a lot in his time as a quarterback, but when Madeline stumbles her way into his life throwing the most unconventional passes-he can't get the beautiful rookie out of his head. In life as in football, even the most solid plays can be intercepted.

"As you exit through that doorway, you leave from my life as well," I declared while maintaining an unwavering gaze. Love had dissipated entirely, leaving behind a void where once cherished memories had resided. In their stead, a storm of anger, hatred, and disgust now raged. He regarded me with a disbelieving expression as if my words were too incredulous to fathom. "I'm sorry, please give me the opportunity to be a father to Dah-" "Leave!" I uttered in a dangerously subdued tone. He did not merit the title of father. In truth, he did not warrant existence at all. Do you know why? Because he had robbed me of everything: my innocence, my happiness, my education, my teenage years, and my family. Everything. He was a monstrous presence, and my daughter would never address him as 'daddy.' Allow me to introduce you to Tori Donovan, a 22-year-old woman who grapples with the challenge of providing her 4-year-old daughter with the best possible life. Her past has been fraught with hardship, yet she has admirably shielded her daughter, Dahlia, from its adverse effects, diligently assuming the roles of both mother and father. Now, let me acquaint you with Ian Weizmann, the man who impregnated Tori at the tender age of 18 and subsequently absconded from his responsibilities. He is affluent, remarkably handsome, and occupies the position of CEO at Weizmann Corporation. What transpires when he unexpectedly crosses paths with a four-year-old girl in a shopping mall who bears an uncanny resemblance to his high school sweetheart? Embark on a journey with Ian, Tori, and, most certainly, the enigmatic baby Dahlia.

"Just listen, Hunter. I'm Penelope Herrick, you don't answer a damn phone call while I'm naked on top of you. And maybe you shouldn't have marked me if you weren't ready to give me all of your attention." I shrugged. It didn't take long for him to slam me against the wall, pinning me with his ungodly strong body. "You've got my attention, now, little mate." he growled against my neck, his hot breath against my mark making me squirm. And then suddenly, I came to the realization that Hunter was far easier to deal with when I did what he said. "Sometimes I think you start arguments just to start them," he chuckled a bit. I leaned my head up to press my lips against his and put my hands on his shoulders. Soon, he began kissing me back. By the time I broke the kiss he was no longer forcefully holding me to the wall, but he had carried me down the hall to the couch. "Yeah, maybe I do." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Alpha's daughter Penelope is used to getting whatever she wants, when and where she wants it. But what will happen when she meets her mate, and he's an Alpha even more powerful than her father?