Book Three of the Moon Goddess Series. Effyía's story. Hazel, daughter of a powerful Alpha, grew up trained to be the perfect Luna. Rebellious as she was, she hoped that she would not be an Alpha's mate. However, life had other plans for her when she meets Archer, Alpha of Luna Flumine. Yes, Archer Hamilton. Famed Alpha for being a serious, strong and successful leader at such a young age. Archer Hamilton who had a baggage.

Fourth book of Moon Godess' Series. Elpída's story. Cassian, Alpha of the Caelum, the strongest pack of the east is losing hope. He had been searching for his mate who seems to not exist. All he has are dreams of short glimpses of a girl calling for him. Just as he is about to give up, in the most unexpected place, the familiar yet strange scent hits him and he is met with the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen.

'I've been rejected by everyone ever since I joined this pack.' A wolf orphaned at the age of 11, Jessie has been bullied ever since she was taken into the Were-Stone pack. When she fails to shift on her 16th birthday, she's shamed even more. She despises her life, only to find out with a touch that she was the to-be Alpha's mate. Not wanting to be Luna to a hateful pack, she runs away and comes across the Praelia pack. They are Fighters who serve the King and Queen by training helpless packs and teaching them how to defend themselves from the Hunters. She gets taken in and is trained to be a Fighter. Months later, Jessie returns to the Were-Stone pack with her new friends. Ready to train, and ready for revenge. 'Never again am I going to be rejected.' ********* [To go under major editing after completion!]

Sequel: It would be to your benefit to read the first book before this. "Ashton?" My whisper seemed to travel all the way to them because Ashton and Josh both turn to look my way. I hear him shout my name and a couple seconds later I'm being pulled into a chest. "Evie." Ashton says almost breathlessly, as if he's in shock from seeing me. "Let go of me." I spit out, trying to keep the anger in front of the hurt. "I can't." He whispers. "Well you need to. I thought I made it clear last time, we are done." I say heatedly, anger and hurt crashing through me. Ashton closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry," he whispers, "but I have to." Panic flirts through me, "Have to what?" Ashton leans down and puts his lips against my neck and starts kissing softly. Heat floods through me and chases away any panic, anger or hurt. I feel my body lean into his embrace and can't help but feel like I should never move from his arms. "I'm sorry." Ashton whispers against my neck. Before I can say anything, I feel his teeth against my neck.