Alpha Raphael's Second Chance Mate
Nora's life turned into a nightmare after she was banished from her pack by her own husband. She was subjected to mockery, abuse and humiliation before being cast out with nothing.
Faced with the cruelty of a world that had never once been kind to her, the moon goddess decided to bless her with her fated mate.
The same man she watched slaughter others without a single trace of mercy. The man who was twice as cold and twice as ruthless as the husband who destroyed her.
Yet he would not let her go. She found herself stuck between the husband who used her and the ruthless mate who wanted her but refused to admit it. Two powerful men. One woman who was never supposed to survive any of it. And a moon goddess who was not done with her yet.
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Chapter 3
NORA
They came for me at first light just like he said they would.
I had not slept. I had sat on the edge of that hospital bed through the entire night with my hands folded in my lap and my eyes fixed on the wall in front of me and my mind going over and over everything that had happened until the words and the faces and the memory of Lena walking out with my baby blurred together into one long continuous ache that never once let up.
When the door opened and two guards stepped in I did not even flinch. I had been expecting them. I stood up slowly, with one hand pressed against my abdomen, and I followed them out without a word, there was nothing left to say to anyone in this place.
They walked me through the hospital corridors and every nurse, every maid and every pack member we passed along the way looked at me and then looked away. Not one of them held my gaze.
Not one of them said anything. They all just turned their faces and found something else to look at and let me walk past them like I was already gone.
We came out through the main hospital doors and the morning air hit me cold and sharp and I pulled what little I had around me and kept walking.
I could see the pack gates ahead.
And I could see that it was not just the guards waiting there.
The entire pack had gathered.
I stopped walking for just a second when I saw them all standing there, dozens of faces spread out across the grounds near the gate, and then one of the guards pressed a hand against my back and kept me moving forward and I understood then that this had been arranged.
That Kael had made sure there would be an audience for this. That walking me out quietly through a side entrance in the early morning would not have been enough for him. He needed everyone to see it.
I kept my head up. I do not know where I found the strength to do that but I did.
I walked toward those gates with both guards beside me and the faces of my pack watching from every side and I kept my eyes forward and my chin level and I breathed through every step.
Then Lena's voice cut through the morning air like a blade.
"There she is."
She was standing near the front of the crowd with Kael beside her and her voice was loud and clear and designed to carry. Every head that had been turned in my direction turned further.
"She tried to take the baby," Lena announced, her voice ringing out across the grounds.
"After everything that was done for her. After being taken in and given a roof and a place in this pack. She tried to steal the alpha's child."
Murmuring moved through the crowd like a wave.
"That is not true," I said. My voice came out steadier than I expected it to. "That baby came out of my body. You cannot steal what already belongs to you."
"She is lying," Lena said simply, turning to the crowd the way someone turns to an audience they have already won over. "She was found trying to leave the pack with the child in the early hours. The alpha's heir. She had to be stopped."
"I never touched that baby." My voice rose now and I could not stop it. "I was never even allowed to hold him. I woke up and he was already gone and you know that. Every person standing here who was at that hospital last night knows that."
Nobody spoke up.
I looked out at all those faces. People I had lived among for years. People I had seen every day in those halls and at those meals and at those ceremonies. And not one of them opened their mouth.
Kael stepped forward then. He did not raise his voice. He never needed to.
"You are being removed from this pack effective immediately," he said, looking at me with that same flat unbothered calm he had shown me in the hospital room. "Not just for the attempted abduction. For being a threat to the stability of this pack and to the safety of its members."
"You are doing this because you are afraid," I said, and I looked straight at him when I said it. "You are afraid of what I know and what I saw and what I could tell people if I stayed."
Something moved in his eyes. Just for a second.
"Take her out," he said to the guards.
They grabbed my arms and I pulled against them on instinct, I desperately wanted to grab my child , maybe touch the child.
"I gave birth to that child!" My voice broke open completely now and I did not care anymore who heard it or what they thought of it.
"I carried him and I delivered him and you took him from me while I was unconscious and you are standing here calling me a thief in front of people who know exactly what you did!"I yelled, with tears streaming down my eyes.
"All I wanted was to be with my child, why are you being so cruel? I am your mate"
" Ex mate"Lena corrected.
Her eyes burned with rage, as she signaled the guards to drag me off.
The guards dragged me forward and my feet scraped against the ground and the faces of the pack blurred past me on both sides and through it all not one person moved. Not one person took a single step in my direction.
The gates opened.
They pushed me through and the cold outside hit me all at once and I stumbled and caught myself and turned back around just as the gates began to close.
Kael was watching from where he stood. Lena had her hand through his arm and she was smiling the way someone smiles when they have gotten exactly what they wanted and taken their time enjoying every second of it.
Slowly,I watched them close the gates.
The sound of them shutting was the loudest thing I had ever heard in my life.
I stood there on the outside of everything I had ever known with nothing in my hands and nowhere to go and the cold wrapping itself around me like it already knew I was alone.
I turned away from those gates because looking at them was not going to open them back up.
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When Elara wakes, she's years in the past, mere hours before her core is scheduled to be stolen. This time, she won't be anyone's sacrificial lamb. She shatters her own core with forbidden blood magic and forges something far more terrifying in its place-a bottomless, ravenous Chaos Core that devours magic itself.
Now, branded a worthless cripple and cast into the deadly Abyss, Elara is pulled from the darkness by the outcasts of Elysium Academy-a school for heretics, psychopaths, and everything the Tower despises. Under the tutelage of a reclusive principal who knew her murdered mother, Elara will master her forbidden power and uncover the Tower's darkest secrets.
When the Five Academies Ranking Tournament arrives, Seraphina Vex stands in the arena, draped in white saintess robes, ready to claim ultimate glory. She doesn't know that a ghost from her past has clawed her way back from hell. She doesn't know that Elara is coming-and this time, the prodigal sister isn't asking for mercy. She's bringing chaos.
7.7
I trusted the wrong people in my past life.
My supposed lover and my sweet sister conspired against me, locking me inside a burning warehouse to die.
But the man I had spent my life hating, my ruthless captor Damien Sterling, rushed straight into that inferno and burned alive just to try and save me.
In my past life, I was utterly blind. I believed Julian's forged documents and Scarlett's fake affection. I even tried to assassinate Damien with a silver dagger they provided, breaking the heart of the only man who truly loved me. I died choking on thick ash, realizing too late who the real monsters were.
Why was I so incredibly foolish? Why did I let their vicious manipulation turn me into a weapon against the one person who would sacrifice absolutely everything for me?
Opening my eyes again, the phantom smell of smoke vanished.
I was sitting in the bloody water of Damien's bathtub, right after my staged suicide attempt.
When my sister sneaked into my penthouse suite and handed me the dagger to kill him again, I didn't hesitate.
I grabbed her hand tightly and plunged the sharp blade directly into my own shoulder.
"Please don't kill me, Scarlett!"
This time, I will ruthlessly ruin them both, and I will never let Damien go.
7.1
The night before her wedding to Wall Street billionaire Everette Baird, Deliah Quinn stood happily in her haute couture gown.
Then, her younger sister Arvilla walked in, handed her a drugged glass of champagne, and slammed an ultrasound on the vanity.
"I'm pregnant with Everette's child," Arvilla sneered.
Before Deliah's paralyzed body could react, Arvilla dragged in a canister of industrial gasoline, soaked the bridal suite, tossed a lighter, and locked the heavy oak doors from the outside.
To escape the roaring inferno, Deliah smashed the glass balcony and threw herself into the freezing, violent waters of the Atlantic Ocean.
For five agonizing years, everyone believed the Quinn heiress was dead.
Deliah returned to New York entirely reborn—a top architectural designer and a single mother, having scrubbed her past clean and forgotten the people who destroyed her.
She only wanted a peaceful life with her five-year-old genius son, Leo.
But she had no idea her son was secretly hacking airport security cameras to find himself a wealthy stepdad.
Leo deliberately bumped into a terrifying, cold-blooded tycoon, spilling scalding coffee on his custom suit to get his attention.
When Deliah frantically rushed over to protect her son and apologize, the air in the terminal vanished.
Everette Baird stared at the exact face he had obsessively mourned for five years, his eyes turning pitch black as he crushed his phone in his bare hand.
9.4
I was the eldest daughter of the powerful Kirk family, sent away to a Swiss sanatorium to recover from my supposed mental illness.
But my stepmother, Johnie, never intended for me to get better. She sent her personal cleaners to drag me onto a plane back to Washington D.C.
In my past life, I didn't know they were assassins. I was forcefully injected with heavy sedatives and locked in a secret torture chamber inside our luxury estate.
My stepmother and cousin skimmed my inheritance while watching me suffer.
They framed me as a crazy addict, and my own father, a sitting Senator, turned a blind eye to protect his political career.
"Her political value is gone, just get rid of her quietly."
That was the last thing I heard my father say before I was brutally slaughtered by my own family.
Until my last breath, I couldn't understand why they hated me so much.
Why did my father let them force those pills down my throat?
Why was my life worth less than my stepmother's public image?
Opening my eyes again, the freezing sensation of lake water filling my lungs vanished.
I was back in the VIP room of the St. Moritz Sanatorium in 2023.
It was the exact morning before the cleaners walked through my door with uncapped syringes.
This time, I wouldn't just survive. I was going to cut the throat of the Kirk family.
8.0
My sister Rosalie always played the role of my gentle protector. On the night of my engagement, she insisted I take a secluded canyon road for my own safety.
In my past life, I didn't know it was a deadly trap. I fell for the staged ambush and the rival mobster, Julian, who took a fake bullet to "save" me.
Because of my blind trust, my entire Falcone bloodline was annihilated overnight. My father was beheaded, my brothers were gunned down, and my sweet little sister was left to die in a filthy alley. I was even brainwashed into betraying my new husband, Damien Moretti. I shot the only man who truly protected me right through the heart, just before Rosalie drowned me in a freezing lake, laughing as she confessed she was just a bastard child stealing my life.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very night my nightmare began. I was trapped in a penthouse, a lethal drug melting my sanity, pinned beneath Damien. But after he brutally sweat the poison out of my veins, he didn't look at me with love. He handed me a Plan B pill with a gaze full of ancient, chilling hatred.
"Swallow it," he commanded, his voice a sheet of ice.
He remembers. The Dark Don remembers the past life where I murdered him. But this time, I won't be a pawn. I wiped the blood of my traitorous maid from my hands, ready to drag my fake sister straight to hell.
8.5
BLURB:
Hazel was the pack's unwanted omega, no worth, no wolf, no family, no hope.When the Alpha's son publicly rejects her as his mate, she flees from the pack at night, but the moon goddess isn't done with her yet.
She wakes up to find herself in the castle of the wolf king, who happens to be her second chance mate.
Arden, the Alpha king, is cold, suspicious, and broken by past betrayals. He refuses to trust her, denies his affection towards her, but the bond burns between them, undeniably.
As war gathers and enemies close in, and secrets from the past open up, Hazel must prove she's more than a worthless rejected omega, she's the Luna who will change everything.
And now a broken wolf king must decide: will he let his past destroy their future or will he risk everything to love the woman the moon goddess chose for him?