Mated To The Ruthless Blood Moon Alpha
Today was my father's grand second wedding, but for me, it was the anniversary of my mother's death.
My new stepmother, Marley, who was only four years older than me, cornered me. To establish her dominance as the new Luna, she ordered her servants to force me to my knees and violently ripped my late mother's necklace from my neck.
It was the only memento my mother had left me. Marley sneered, threw it to the ground, and shattered the gems. When I scrambled to pick up the broken pieces, she dug her high-heeled shoe into the back of my hand, mocking me as dirty trash. No one stepped in to help. My father was too busy celebrating his new marriage under the dazzling lights, completely erasing my mother's memory and leaving me to be abused in my own pack.
My heart was full of grievance and despair. Why did my mother's lifelong devotion end with her grave desolate and her daughter humiliated? I swore I would never become a weak, discarded she-wolf whose life depended on a man.
Desperate to escape the suffocating wedding, I ran outside and stumbled right into the chest of a terrifying stranger.
"No one should ever touch what is precious to you."
His golden eyes blazed with fury as sparks instantly shot through my veins. He was Kade Blackwood, the ruthless Alpha of the feared Blood Moon Pack—and my fated mate.
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Chapter 7
Debra POV:
The decision was made, a single word that had the power to change the entire course of my life. One week. It felt like both a lifetime and no time at all. I was going to the Blood Moon Pack, to Kade’s home, to a place where I would either find a new beginning or confirm my deepest fears.
The flight to his territory was on a private jet, an experience so far removed from my reality that it felt like a dream. I had never been on a plane before, let alone one with plush leather seats, a fully stocked bar, and a flight attendant who catered to my every whim.
Kade sat across from me, his long legs stretched out, a laptop open on his lap. He was working, his brow furrowed in concentration as he typed furiously. He had given me space, a silent understanding that I needed time to process everything that had happened.
Vicky was with us, a concession Kade had made without a second’s hesitation. She was sitting a few rows behind me, her nose pressed against the window, her eyes wide with a childlike wonder as she watched the clouds float by. Seeing her so happy, so carefree, eased some of the anxiety that was churning in my stomach.
I had called her from Kade’s hotel room, my voice trembling as I explained the situation. The sparks, the mate bond, Kade’s offer. She had been shocked, of course, but also… excited.
“Debra, this is a gift from the Moon Goddess!” she had exclaimed. “A second chance. You have to take it.”
Her unwavering faith in the bond, in me, had been the final push I needed. If Vicky believed this could be good for me, then maybe, just maybe, it could be.
The jet landed smoothly on a private airstrip, and as I stepped out, the air hit me. It was different from the air at Silver Ridge. It was cleaner, crisper, filled with the scent of pine and rich, damp earth. It was wilder, more untamed.
It smelled like Kade.
A black SUV was waiting for us, and we were whisked away, driving through a dense, ancient forest. The trees were so tall, their branches formed a canopy that blocked out the sun, plunging the road into a perpetual twilight.
After about twenty minutes, we emerged from the forest and I got my first glimpse of the Blood Moon pack house. It wasn't a house; it was a fortress. A sprawling stone structure that looked like it had been carved out of the mountain itself. It was imposing, formidable, and breathtakingly beautiful.
As we pulled up to the entrance, I saw them. The pack members. They were lined up on either side of the driveway, hundreds of them, their faces a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.
My heart started to pound in my chest. These were Kade’s people. They were warriors, known for their strength and ferocity. Would they accept me? An outsider, a she-wolf from a weaker pack?
Kade must have sensed my fear, because he reached over and took my hand, his fingers lacing with mine. His touch was a comforting anchor in the storm of my anxiety.
“It’s alright,” he said, his voice a low, reassuring rumble. “You are with me. You are their Luna.”
He said it with such conviction, such certainty, that I almost believed him.
The car stopped, and a man opened the door for Kade. He was tall and well-built, with short brown hair and kind hazel eyes.
“Alpha,” he said, his voice respectful.
“Owen, this is Debra,” Kade said, his hand still holding mine. “My mate.”
Owen’s eyes widened slightly, and he looked at me, a slow, genuine smile spreading across his face. “Luna,” he said, his voice filled with a warmth that surprised me. He gave a slight bow of his head. “Welcome to Blood Moon.”
Kade squeezed my hand, then let go and got out of the car. He came around to my side and opened the door, holding out his hand to me.
I took a deep breath and took his hand, stepping out of the car and into my new life.
A hush fell over the crowd as I stood there, Kade’s hand a warm, solid presence in mine. All eyes were on me, a sea of unfamiliar faces. I felt a surge of panic, a desperate urge to run and hide.
Then, Kade raised our joined hands.
“My pack,” he said, his voice booming across the silence, filled with a power and authority that sent a shiver down my spine. “I have brought home our Luna.”
For a moment, there was nothing but stunned silence. Then, a single wolf let out a long, joyous howl. It was quickly joined by another, and another, until the air was filled with a chorus of howls, a symphony of acceptance and welcome.
Tears welled up in my eyes, hot and stinging. I had never felt so… wanted. In my own pack, I was a ghost, a pariah. Here, I was a Luna, a queen.
Kade turned to me, a proud, possessive smile on his handsome face. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear.
“Welcome home, my little wolf,” he whispered, his voice a promise of all the things to come.
And as I looked out at the sea of faces, at the fortress that was now my home, at the powerful Alpha who was now my mate, I felt that familiar, fragile flicker of hope ignite into a warm, steady flame.
Maybe, just maybe, I could get used to this.
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9.7
For three years, I hid my identity as the sole heiress of a multi-billion dollar tech empire to live in a cramped apartment and support my boyfriend, Ben.
But the day before our engagement, I stood outside a meeting room and overheard him talking to his wealthy boss, Haylie.
"She's just a stepping stone," Ben laughed, his voice full of contempt. "A poor, ambitionless distraction while I work my way up to where I really belong."
He mocked the cheap silver ring he gave me, calling it a necessary prop to keep a naive fool happy.
He bragged about the multi-million dollar merger proposal he was presenting, planning to use it to secure his promotion and build a future with her.
He had no idea that I had secretly negotiated that entire deal using my real connections just to give him his big break.
I had sacrificed my family's comfort, my true identity, and my own career just to watch him rise.
I poured my heart and soul into our humble beginnings, only to realize he saw my love as a pathetic joke and me as disposable trash.
I calmly picked up a pen and voided the merger agreement, tearing my hard work into tiny pieces.
I went home, slid the cheap ring off my finger, and dropped it into his mug of cold coffee.
"Soon, you'll find out exactly who is nothing."
Walking out the door, I pulled out my phone and texted my billionaire father.
"I'm in. Announce the merger."
8.0
Scarlett Hayes thought marrying James Whitmore would finally make her family see her as more than a burden.
Instead, it destroyed her life.
Framed for crimes she didn't commit, betrayed by the people she trusted most, and sentenced to prison while pregnant, Scarlett lost everything in a single night.
Then came the cruelest blow of all.
After giving birth in chains, she was told her baby had died.
The people responsible believed she would spend the rest of her life rotting behind bars.
They were wrong.
Five years later, Scarlett returns.
No longer the discarded daughter of the Hayes family. No longer the broken woman they left behind.
Now she is Commander Scarlett Hayes-a decorated war hero, the unseen force behind a global intelligence empire, and a woman powerful enough to make governments tremble.
She comes back for one reason only: revenge.
Her ex-husband, the stepsister who stole her life, and the family who buried her alive are about to learn exactly what happens when a woman with nothing left to lose takes back everything they stole.
But as Scarlett tears through the secrets of her past, one truth threatens to change everything-
the child she mourned for years may not be dead.
And the mysterious man connected to the night that changed her life has been watching from the shadows all along.
8.4
On the night before her wedding, Navia Harrison discovers her fiancé in bed with her step-sister-and worse, the two of them are already planning how to get rid of her after the marriage.
Humiliated and consumed by hatred, Navia exposes their affair during the wedding ceremony itself, destroying both families' reputations in a single move.
Then, she meets him.
Leonel Crawford - the cold and dangerously powerful head of the Crawford family. Untouchable. Ruthless. A man no woman has ever been able to keep close.
He's also her ex-fiancé's uncle.
One impulsive proposal changes everything.
"If you need a wife... marry me instead."
"Honestly... we'd make a pretty good match."
9.0
My father was dying in the ICU, and our family company, the Martin Group, was on the verge of total collapse.
While I was desperately trying to sign the consent form for his life-saving surgery, my fiancé, Eston, sent me a text.
"I told you not to be stubborn. The company is mine by Friday. Beg me, and I might pay for the funeral."
He had been secretly looting my family's assets from the inside, waiting for me to break so he could steal everything. He thought I would crawl back to him in absolute despair, surrendering my father's legacy just to survive. The sheer weight of my helplessness crushed my chest as the heart monitor next to my father's bed let out a frantic, high-pitched scream.
The betrayal tore through me, but the despair quickly hardened into a cold, sharp stone.
Why should I let the man who ruined me dance on my family's grave? Why should I let him walk away with everything while I lost the only family I had left?
I wiped away my tears and blocked his number permanently.
Then, I stepped out into the freezing Manhattan rain and went straight to the top floor of the Maxwell building.
I threw my remaining shares onto the desk of Ellwood Maxwell—the apex predator of Wall Street, and Eston's untouchable, ruthless uncle.
"I want you to marry me," Ellwood said, pushing a marriage contract toward me. "That is the only way your company survives."
I picked up the pen. If Eston wanted to destroy my life, I would become his aunt and make him bow.
9.5
Carin survived a horrific escape pod crash only to wake up in the mud of an uncharted, barbaric alien planet.
Before she could even process the pain of her fractured ribs, she was captured by towering, wolf-headed warriors who stripped her of her protective gear and threw her into a filthy slave pen.
Because she lacked animal ears and a tail, the clan's arrogant elites mocked her as a repulsive deformity, beating her with spears and forcing her to shovel toxic dung in the deadly Blade Beast pens.
The other female laborers violently bullied her and stole her only scraps of food, leaving her starving and defenseless in a brutal society where the strong preyed on the weak.
"If you're unclaimed at the mating ceremony, they force you into the breeding program, and you'll be nothing but a vessel until you die."
She was terrified, exhausted, and completely unequipped to survive this nightmare, but after a miraculous farming system suddenly awakened in her mind, she knew she desperately needed a powerful shield to protect her secret from the greedy tribe.
During the chaotic mating ceremony, amidst the cruel laughter of the entire clan, she stepped directly in front of Brannon—a terrifying, sterile, mutant outcast despised by everyone—and boldly claimed the deadly warrior as her mate.
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.