Alpha Dane's Little Project
Vivica had spent her whole life atoning for her late father's crime. Forced to clean up after the pack members while being ridiculed for not having a wolf, she endured everything hoping that her pain would finally come to an end when Jason, the pack's Alpha, reveals her as his mate. Then, everything will fall in place and she won't have to run anymore.
What she didn't know was that Jason-her childhood friend turned lover-was just as terrible as his people, he had only been toying with her all along. At the full moon party, Jason mates with a 'reputable' wolf, kicking Vivica to the curb after fifteen years of leading her on.
Meanwhile, Adrian-Jason's estranged stepbrother-would give anything to see Jason gnash his teeth in regret. Even if it meant transforming Jason's cast-away lover into a woman he could never have access to again.
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Chapter 2
Vivica's POV
"You are my...mate, Jason. What are you doing with her?!" I blurted in a fit of rage.
The hall instantly erupted with loud whispers and sniggers. In no time everyone had encircled us-me, Jason and Betty.
My friend, Celia, tried to pull me away. "Viv, let's go" she whispered, reaching for my hand, but I shook off her grip.
Jason remained as still as rock. His eyes were calm and unreadable, as if he wasn't the one I was talking to.
Betty, on the other hand, started by laughing the situation off. "What did you just say?"
"I'm not talking to you, so stay out of this!" I dismissed her and turned to Jason.
"You promised we'd be together, whether the pack approved of it or not. So what are you doing with her?! Why did you give her a ring?!" I snapped, tears freely dripping down my cheeks.
Jason scoffed, then stepped forward. "I don't owe you any explanation."
"No, you do! You have to explain to me why you waited for me to get my wolf all these years, just to turn around and be with Betty."
Betty chuckled wildly at that. "He was waiting for me, not you, dumb ass." She shook her head in disbelief.
"What?!"
"She's right. Now step back in the crowd and stop interrupting the party," he snarled it.
His words pierced through me like a double edged knife to the heart -sharp, suffocating, and painful.
"So you've been toying with me all this time?"
"Isn't it obvious? Who in their right mind would want anything to do with you?"
"It's because of my father, isn't it? If my father wasn't a...traitor, would you have-"
"No! Betty is the ideal woman for me," he pulled Betty to his side. "You are unfit to be my mate, Hale. I sever whatever bond there is between us," he announced with a tone of finality.
His declaration ripped through me, wrecking the last sliver of hope I was clinging to.My teary eyes blurred everything around me, making it impossible to find my way out. My legs buckled as I moved aimlessly, until I finally crashed to the ground.
As soon as Jason discarded me and pulled Betty to the seats reserved for them, the pack members swarmed around me like flies perching on a corpse.
"How stupid of her to think she stood a chance with the Alpha," a girl said,kicking me.
"I know right? The same way her father thought he could overthrow the late Alpha, just because the pack celebrated every battle he won."
They continued to chatter, saying all manner of inhumane things about me and my late father.I remained on the floor, absorbing every word. The best I could do was remain calm; eventually, they'd get tired and leave-then I could finally run away from this place.
The murmurs suddenly died down, as if a god had suddenly landed on earth.The eerie silence lingered, followed by the faint sound of approaching footsteps. Since my head was down and I couldn't bring myself to look up in sheer embarrassment, I listened instead.
"It's Alpha Adrian," I heard them whisper in frantic, hushed tones.
Adrian Danegan? My mind raced. Before I could look up, a pair of sleek black leather boots came into view.
My heart was doing it again-the same rapid beat, the same heat crawling through my bones, the sudden burst of energy from my wolf. What kind of joke was this?
I crawled back, my face tilting up to meet his gaze; intense hazel orbs with glistening gold flecks.
"You feel it too, don't you?" Adrian Danegan, Jason's long-lost step brother, squatted in front of me.
Unable to control myself, I nodded.
He stretched out an arm."Then come with me. Let's get you out of this hellhole."
For the first time in my life, I was hesitant about leaving the pack. Questions raced through my mind. What if this was a trap? What if he was only uprooting me here only to put me in a more cruel place? Has he forgotten who my father was?
I looked through the crowd, as if any of them could tell me wrong from right. That was when I saw Celia, smiling sweetly at me.She nodded and I instinctively reached for his big sturdy hand-slow, unsure, but willing to take the risk.
"Don't you dare!"Jason's voice slit through the silence just as my hand was about to settle in Adrian's.
I stopped, turning to look at him.Jason's eyes were dark and furious, but I caught a flash of regret in them before it quickly switched back to resentment.
"You belong to this pack! You'll serve and cater to the needs of my people until your last breath. That is the only way to atone for your father's sin!"
"Not on my watch," Adrian snarled, his well-carved lips stretching in a deadly smile that made my blood run cold.
Jason's face twitched. His fingers balled into fists on his sides, but he didn't move.
"Let the whore go, my love. She's of no use to our pack, anyway. Alpha Adrian will regret this decision sooner or later," Betty said, curling her hands around Jason's, her sinister signature smile dancing on her lips.
"One more word from you and I'll have your head chopped off!" Adrian snapped and everyone stepped back in terror.
He placed both hands on my shoulders and carefully pulled me up with him.
"Let's go home" he cooed, tucking a stray lock of hair away from my face.
For the first time in twenty years, I trusted someone other than Jason. I took his hand, and we walked towards the exit, the crowd parting without being told.
"Guards?!" Jason shouted, and a swarm of soldiers ran forward. "Seize her!"
The men took their first steps, but as soon as Adrian's gaze fell on them, they stopped in their tracks as if pinned in the spot. As his gaze lingered, they began dragging their feet backwards, their bodies trembling in defeat.
***
Adrian held my hand until we reached the parking lot of Jason's pack-Red-Bone pack. A sleek, black Mercedes-Benz was waiting for us.The driver scurried out of the car to get the door, but Adrian stopped him with a gesture , and opened it for me himself. I hopped in, and he slid in next to me.
As the engine purred to life, I peered out the car window, still finding it hard to believe I was finally leaving the walls of Red-Bone pack. The pack members hovered in every corner-the garden, the balconies, even the gate. They were just as shocked as I was; "Adrian and Vivica" in the same sentence was something no one ever saw coming, especially considering how influential and arrogant drian was rumored to be.
Adrian had left the pack years ago after he was denied his legacy as Alpha. Since then, we had only heard rumors about him when the news outlets covered his achievements. Those stories were often told with narratives that seemed a little too exaggerated, but his appearance today proved they were all true. Adrian was not only successful, he possessed an undeniable power that everyone bowed to without even realizing.
We drove out of Red-Bone, I let out a sigh of relief, closing my eyes to savor the fresh air brushing against my face. So this was what peace felt like?
When I opened my eyes again, he was staring, intently.
I fidgeted, adjusting in my seat to put a little distance between us. "You haven't told me what you want in return?" I stated.Then subtly mumbled, "It's not like I have anything to offer, anyway."
"You have everything to offer, but I want nothing in return," he said with a soft smile-not the cold, unfeeling one he had given Jason earlier.
Nothing? Now, that was something to be scared about.
"I don't believe you."
He leaned closer and my heart jumped.
"We are mate's, Vivica. Isn't it normal that we are together?" he whispered, his gaze dropping down to my lips like he wanted to kiss them.
I blinked repeatedly, unable to wrap my head around what was happening. I snapped out of it instantly and cleared my throat.
This man must think I'm a fool.Adrian Danegan would never be a damaged girl like me.
What was he really up to?
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8.2
My ex-boyfriend of three years, Axel, married a perfect wealthy heiress.
I attended his wedding, not to mourn our relationship, but because he had spent the last three years bleeding me dry.
He left me with absolutely nothing but a final notice from the hospital for my dying brother's life support.
Instead of feeling guilty, Axel cornered me in the church hallway, crushing my wrist.
"I'll set you up with an apartment. You won't have to work another day in your life."
He thought he could buy my silence with spare change, while leaving my seventeen-year-old brother, Julian, to die when his treatments were cut off the very next day.
When I refused to be his dirty little secret, Axel used his power to utterly destroy my acting career.
He had my talent agency terminate my contract under a fake morals clause, publicly humiliated me on set, and blacklisted me across the entire industry.
I was shoved out into the freezing rain, left with a torn dress and absolutely no way to pay the five hundred thousand dollar medical bill.
He actually believed he could step on my brother's dying body to build his own fake empire.
He thought I was just a weak, pathetic victim who would eventually crawl back to him on my knees.
But he forgot about the one monster he was absolutely terrified of: his legitimate, ruthless billionaire half-brother, Jace Bauer.
Looking at the three positive pregnancy tests hidden in my drawer, I stepped right in front of Jace's armored Maybach.
"Marry me, and I'll give you the heir you need to secure your empire."
9.0
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But when Dillan violently shoved her into a marble bar over his ex-girlfriend, leaving her bleeding, Grace didn't hesitate.
She called 911, had her fiancé arrested on the spot, and broke off the engagement.
Returning to the Albert estate, she expected chaos, but not absolute betrayal.
Her family didn't care that she had just been physically assaulted.
They were in a sheer panic because her cousin Ashly had just fled the country, abandoning a terrifying arranged marriage.
The groom was Hudson Turner, a man known across Manhattan as a disgraced, violent psychopath, paralyzed from the waist down in a severe crash.
To save themselves from the Turner family's wrath and financial ruin, Grace's aunt and father ordered her to take Ashly's place.
"You eat from this family, you live in this house! It is time you paid us back!"
Her father even threatened to freeze her bank accounts and faked a heart attack to force her compliance.
For three years, Grace had single-handedly kept the family business afloat while they squandered the profits.
Now, they were throwing her to a monster without a second thought, expecting her to rot as a crippled man's miserable nursemaid.
But they picked the wrong sacrifice.
Grace ruthlessly extorted a legal severance from her family, taking her shares and cutting all ties forever.
She walked straight into Hudson Turner's private gallery to propose a mutually beneficial, cutthroat business marriage.
However, when the prenuptial was signed, the "paralyzed" billionaire placed his hands on his wheelchair.
Slowly, deliberately, Hudson stood up to his full, imposing height of six-foot-three.
"The wheelchair is a necessary illusion for my enemies," Hudson stated calmly. "But it will never be an illusion between you and me."
9.3
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******
She thought the mate bond would be her salvation but instead, it became her curse. Framed for a crime she didn't commit, she was cast aside, rejected by the one fate had first chosen for her. Left broken, unwanted, and betrayed, she was certain her life was over. Until the bond pulled her to another. Will he be the one to heal her brokenness, or will her presence only tear them both apart? And when the truth of her past begins to unravel, when shadows stir and hidden enemies rise... will their bond be strong enough to survive what's coming?
7.4
"Take them off yourself, or I will do it for you."
Ten sessions. Two hundred thousand dollars. Her brother's life for her body.
Dr. Avery St. Clair signed a contract in blood. To save her family, she has to fix the mind of Obsidian City's most feared monster, Dominic Kessler. He's a Mafia Don rotting from the inside out. A bullet gave him C-PTSD and a touch so sensitive he can't stand being touched. Avery is the only antidote who can calm him down. So he locked her in his villa.
But Dominic is playing a game he's already lost.
He doesn't know Avery is the woman from seven years ago. The stranger who saved him on that dark gambling ship and disappeared before sunrise.
He doesn't know the scar on his wrist is burned into her memory.
And most of all, he doesn't know the autistic little girl hiding in her clinic is his own daughter.
While Avery hides the truth behind her professional mask, their little girl feels his every nightmare. Every flashback. Every crack in his monster mask.
When the secrets finally come out, his empire will fall. He'll lose his sight. His throne. The only woman who ever made him feel human.
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8.9
He bought her life to pay for her lover's betrayal... but he was not supposed to become obsessed with her.
Ivy is dragged into the underground compound of the Devil's Saints motorcycle club to face their most brutal enforcer. Cole is ordered to break her and find the stolen millions. But Ivy does not scream, and she does not beg. She watches him with a heavy, calculating silence that gets under his skin and makes him question the club he swore to protect. He was supposed to ruin her. So why is he the only one standing between her and a loaded gun?
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He was supposed to be her executioner. He was never meant to become the man willing to burn his own brotherhood to the ground just to claim her.