Wolf's Peak Book 4 Fate only gives a shifter one mate in their lifetime but rarely will she give a second chance mate. Fate has watched Adrian find and lose a mate that he loved beyond comparison and she has wept for his loss and anguish. How will he cope with her gift to him? Niko has been a member of The Alpha Guard since he was old enough to shift and fight for his rightful place. He has watched his Alpha and Beta find their mates and sat on the sidelines while the shifter he longed to protect and love found the one destined for him. Niko feels like fate has forgotten him and is ready to give up hope when he finally finds more than he ever thought he could. Adrian watched his mate die horrifically at the hands of hunters on the same night they massacred his entire family and most of his pack leaving only him and his brother alive. He almost allowed himself to turn rogue with grief but pulled himself back from that to care for his younger brother. He never thought he would be given another chance to find happiness and he finds it hard to believe that it's true, but when he's given a second surprise on top of the first how is he supposed to cope? Is Fate playing a trick on him or has he truly been blessed with two second chance mates? Owen loves his sister. He really does. She's just a lot of hard work to take care of. He knows nothing about being a guardian to a seventeen year old girl except that it entails a lot of headaches and arguments about dating the wrong kind of boy. His personal life has taken a nose dive since his one failed attempt at finding a boyfriend which left him feeling embarrassed and ashamed after one night of good sex. All he longs for is a man of his own who will love him and share everything with him. Is that too much to ask? Things don't go as planned for this mating with one shifter refusing what Fate has given him, a teenager with a score to settle and a one night stand that could all spell disaster for this trio.

Kael Perjas, Alpha and Prince of the finest monarchy ever, Europe, or so they say. Mikiyo Santou, Omega and Prince of the Orient. Kael is single, the Queen worries for him and takes matters into her own hands, by inviting Omegas from all over the world to try matchmaking them with Kael. Mikiyo is one of these Omegas, forced to go by his Oba Chan, the Empress. He goes reluctantly, bringing with him several valuable items from the Orient with him as a gift to his host, as well as his katana. Closer to Kael's castle home, Mikiyo nearly gets robbed by a highway man. However, his men managed to protect the valuables and Mikiyo nearly slices off the highway man's arm. The two Princes meet and neither are what the other expected. They end up spending time together after Kael gets sick. But why does Mikiyo keep finding peas in his bed? And why does his chest hurt after he spends time with babies? Supposedly comedic version of The Princess and the Pea, boyxboy style. Whether the reader's sense of humour is compatible to this author's is unknown. You will have to read it and see for yourself. Please read the Prologue, it's different from the summary. Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for any kinks developed in the reader after reading. Homophobes please go away.

I've heard of his kind before in my tribe as they told stories by the fire of the white man. Father always told me to never engage with a white man to protect myself, seeing as I was the tribe's so-called 'princess', even if I was a boy. This was the first time I've seen a white man before. I could tell he was a white man because of how he looked with the storied my tribe tells. He had blonde hair that was tied behind his head, white skin unlike me and my tribe's tan ones, and the most intriguing blue eyes I've ever seen. I've never seen blue eyes. Everyone in my tribe all had brown eyes. Although he wielding a long gun that he carried over his back, a metal hat over his head, I couldn't find it in me to feel frightened. He surely didn't have a spear or knife with him unlike our hunting weapons in my tribe. My squirrel companion waved his arm over my face as if telling me to avert my eyes away from the white man, but I placed him somewhere on a higher branch above me. I was fascinated with the white man. No, attracted was a better word. I needed to... meet him in person. Father won't mind me meeting just one white man, won't he. #1 on squirrel (idk lol) #1 on indians #4 on pocahontas