
Claimed by Alpha Zane
Seventeen-year-old Nina Storm has spent her life running from her tragic past, her dormant wolf, and the dreams of a mysterious man she can't escape.
Raised by her protective father after her mother's death, she has never stayed in one place long enough to call it home. But everything changed when they return to their home, the Moonlight Pack.
Nina discovers that her mate is Zane, the pack's Alpha... a bond that defies werewolf laws and the pack's expectations. Their undeniable attraction is dangerous, and their bond threatens to disrupt the fragile balance of power within the pack.
When an attack on the pack shatters her world, Nina loses everything, including her life. But death isn't the end.
Reborn, her dormant wolf awakens giving her a newfound strength and powers, Nina must navigate a world of betrayal, love, and vengeance as she unravels the truth about her family, her mate bond, and the danger threatening to destroy everything she holds dear.
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Chapter 5
As they door shut behind them, the tension in the room remained thick. Summer's eyes were practically bulging out of her head as she turned to face me slightly flushed. "Okay, WHAT was that?" she demanded, hands on her hips, her questioning eyes squinted. I flopped back onto the couch, my mind racing. "I don't know" I shrugged but avoided her gaze. I started packing up my things in a hurry when she stopped me. "Nina. Tell me the truth" she said in a stern voice I peeled my hands away from hers and flung my bag over my shoulder. "I am. I don't know what that was Summer" "I'll see you tomorrow. My dad said he needed my help with some work back at the house" I lied as I literally ran out of the house. ***** After my altercation with the Alpha of the Moonlight pack and my supposed mate, I gave that dumb excuse to leave the house to avoid any more run-ins or questions from summer. I gave myself a pep talk in my room and was determined to actively stay away from the Alpha. I mean it wouldn't be that hard. He was the leader of the entire pack and I was a highschool student. I doubt we would have any reason to bump into each other like earlier. Not to question the moon goddess but this had to be a mistake right? For starters Zane already had a mate but she died. No one got a second mate, not even an alpha. Secondly, I was a delta, the match was just not heard of. I let out a frustrated sigh and slumped on my bed. The whole situation was awkward and I shuddered, then I remembered the elephant in the room. Summer. I was convinced she didn't fall for my half baked lie back there and she sure as hell won't just let it go. I had to prepare myself to tell her. Maybe she would have a solution to this mess. A knock on my door saved me from my thoughts "Hey kiddo. Dinner is ready" My stomach rumbled at the sound of food. His muffled steps retreated but stopped and came back "Oh and the Alpha is gracing us with his presence so wear something nice. Please" My stomach dropped and just like that my appetite disappeared and was replaced with anxiety. Great. Just great. I tried to weigh my options at the moment. I could just run away till dinner was over and deal with my dad's wrath later. No, no. My dad and I were in a good place right now. I didn't want to ruin it by doing something stupid. The best thing I could do right now was to tough it out. It'd just be a few minutes. I could do this. I could do this. I chanted to myself over and over again before running to the shower to freshen up. I stood in the mirror. I put my hair in a lazy bun with strands hanging around my face, my hands brushed over the strapless short blue dress I wore and I sighed satisfied with how I looked and made my way to the dining. The laughter of my dad and Zane echoed through the dining forming a knot in my stomach. I said a small prayer before stepping into the space and the sounds stopped. I sucked in a breath as his eyes fell on me. Zane's gaze was crushing and sent spirals of heat through my frame. He hungrily raked my body and clenched his jaw. My dad, being oblivious to the situation, stood up and ushered me to the seat closest to him. "Alpha Zane. This is my beautiful daughter. Nina" "Nina..." the way my name rolled off his tongue sent a signal to my core. His gaze was fixated on me till I sat down then reluctantly tore them to face my father. The weights of his presence was suffocating yet intoxicating. His piercing gaze lingered even when he looked away. My dumb heart raced, and I struggled to appear calm lightly touching my food. "So, Alpha," my dad began, breaking the silence "What are the plans for the expansion to the south" Zane shifted slightly in his seat "We've had a few challenges" his eyebrows knotted as he stared at his plate "The southern expansion is progressing well, though we've been encountering some... unexpected resistance." he replied, his voice deep and smooth. he tried not to be obvious but his eyes flicked back to me briefly, sending another wave of heat through my body. I barely touched the food on my plate, my nerves were too jumbled to work up an appetite. Every time I dared to glance at Zane, I found his gaze either on me or shifting away quickly, as if trying to be discreet. It wasn't working. "I'll go with some of my people to scout the area," my dad said, taking a huge bite of his steak. "You've always had a way of leading the pack with strength and precision. A true Alpha." Zane gave a polite nod, but his attention was clearly divided. I felt his energy pulling me towards him. "So, Nina," Zane suddenly said, his voice cutting through my thoughts. I froze with my fork halfway to my mouth. "How's school?" My dad beamed proudly, clearly thrilled that the Alpha was taking an interest in me. "Nina's doing great! Top of her class in all the subjects at her old school and she's got a sharp mind for strategy. Must've gotten that from me." He chuckled. I forced a small smile, feeling Zane's weighted gaze settle on me again. "School's... fine," I managed to say, keeping my voice steady. "Nothing too exciting." I mumbled The corner of Zane's mouth lifted slightly, as if he found my awkwardness amusing. "I'm sure you're life has been exciting Nina" he said, his tone hinted with amusement. I furrowed my brows before understanding what he meant by that. My cheeks flushed as my mind went back to the night I first saw him. My stomach flipped, and I quickly looked down at my plate. He chuckled then his expression grew serious turning to my father before he spoke again "I'm sure you aren't aware of this but your daughter is my mate" My eyes widened at the sudden declaration, all clattering stopped and my father almost choked on his steak, he grabbed a glass of water and gulped greedily. "I-I have to use the bathroom." I scraped my chair back and darted away from the chaos, my mind racing. I bolted for the corridors, barely walking in a straight line when I felt someone pass me quickly and a pair of hands pulled me into the bathroom. My eyes widened and I looked anywhere else from the gold haired man in front of me. I was a few inches away from Zane. His breath wafting around me, dulling my senses. His ragged breathing matched my drumming heart.
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7.2
Betrayed by her sister. Killed by her husband.
Reborn, Sarah returns with one goal-revenge.
This time, she won't be the fool.
And with the Knox, the most dangerous man by her side...
she'll ruin them all, and take back everything that belongs to her.
Promotional line: They killed me once. This time, I'll destroy them first.

7.4
Four years ago, to protect the man I loved from losing his billionaire empire, I drugged his drink, told him I only used him for his money, and vanished.
Now, at a high-society gala, Callum Wyatt is back. He isn't just a CEO anymore; he's a ruthless predator, and the second his eyes lock onto me, I know I am his prey.
When my wealthy half-sister publicly humiliated me, calling me the cheap bastard child of a homewrecker, Callum stepped out of the shadows. He nearly snapped her wrist in half and declared to New York's elite that anyone who touched me would be dismantled.
In the back of his Maybach, he pinned my arms above my head, his eyes burning with psychotic obsession.
"If you run again, Aubrey, I will burn your entire world to the ground just to keep you."
My heart bled. I had spent four grueling years tearing myself apart to keep him out of my messy, blood-soaked revenge against the family that watched my mother die.
But his terrifying protection only made my biological father's family target me harder, using their massive capital to buy out my movie set and crush my acting career.
They thought I would cower.
But as I walked onto the soundstage, facing the heiress trying to steal my role, I took off my sunglasses. I wasn't running anymore; it was time to make them pay.

9.8
When Dawn Collins agrees to marry a stranger, love is the last thing on her mind.
All she wants is to protect her siblings and give them a better life. But fate leads her into the arms of Adam Manchester-a man whose heart belongs to a wife lying in a coma.
As Dawn slowly melts the ice around Adam's heart, she begins to believe that maybe, just maybe, love can bloom from sacrifice.
But on the night she's ready to claim her happiness, Adam's wife wakes up.
Now, caught between guilt, love, and heartbreak, Dawn must decide whether to fight for the man she's grown to love... or walk away from the life she risked everything to build.
Because some hearts never let go-and some love stories were never meant to have an easy ending.

9.6
When a global anomaly awakens dormant powers within them, a neuroscientist, a physicist, and an artist discover they are connected by a force that defies time itself. Mert sees the memories of strangers. Elena witnesses the fabric of reality crack. Kai paints symbols from a past he never knew. Thrown together by fate, they are not alone. Across the globe, others are awakening too-gifted with extraordinary abilities. But they are not the only ones. A powerful cabal-a ruthless financier, a tech mogul, and a charismatic influencer-sees the anomaly not as a warning, but as a weapon. Their ambition shatters the timeline, scattering the group across history: from the smog-choked streets of Victorian London to a transhumanist future, and into a terrifying parallel present. Broken into three teams, the group must hunt their enemies through time itself. To survive, they must master their new powers and forge bonds of love and loyalty strong enough to bend the laws of physics. Their final battle will not be fought in any single era, but at the crossroads of all realities, where the key to existence-the very heart of time-is at stake.

9.0
Eleanora arrived at the city's most exclusive club with a custom cake, ready to surprise her boyfriend of six years, Kason, for his birthday.
But when she opened the suite door, she found him pressing her cousin Brielle against the sofa, kissing her passionately.
Brielle splashed red wine over Eleanora's silk dress, mocking her as a passionless dead fish.
"Get out. Don't stand there and ruin my night."
Kason didn't even look guilty as he waved her away like a nuisance.
Fleeing in tears, Eleanora accidentally drank a spiked cocktail and stumbled into a dark penthouse pool.
She was pulled from the water by Horace Reeves—Kason's terrifying, billionaire uncle and the ruthless black sheep of the family.
Drugged and hallucinating, she clung to him and whispered Kason's name.
"Since he didn't want you, I'll be happy to take his place."
That single word triggered a dark, possessive fury in the billionaire as he pinned her to his bed, claiming her completely.
Waking up covered in bruises, she realized her six years of blind loyalty had been a complete joke. She had escaped a cheating boyfriend only to be trapped by the most dangerous predator in Manhattan.
Forced by her mother to attend a family dinner that very night, she was suddenly dragged into a dark VIP room by Horace.
He kissed her brutally against the door, just as Kason and Brielle walked by and pushed it open.
Seeing his uncle pressing his ex-girlfriend against the wall, Kason's jaw went slack in absolute shock.
Horace slowly lifted his head, his eyes like chips of ice as he looked at his nephew.
"Get out."

8.8
My little boy died on the operating table during a minor, routine surgery.
That exact same night, my billionaire husband bought out the Hudson River for a massive, million-dollar fireworks show.
It wasn't to mourn our child. It was to celebrate his first love's son being discharged from the hospital.
When I confronted him with our son's death certificate, he sneered and accused me of hiding the boy to get his attention.
He held his mistress in our home, watched her fake a panic attack, and threatened to bankrupt my family if I didn't get on my knees and apologize to her.
But the most horrifying truth came from a terrified hospital nurse.
My son's anesthesia was deliberately kept low during the procedure to keep his tissue viable to save the mistress's child.
He was awake and in agonizing pain while his own father planned a grand celebration for another man's son.
I couldn't understand how a father could be so completely heartless.
How could he sacrifice his own flesh and blood just to please a woman who constantly manipulated him?
Looking at the ashes on my son's favorite toy, my paralyzing grief evaporated, replaced by a cold, unyielding rage.
I arranged my little boy's funeral alone in the freezing rain, left my wedding ring on the counter, and walked straight into the private hotel suite of my husband's most ruthless business rival.
"Let's take him down," I said.