
Alpha Leon's Regret
Anya was an orphan taken in by the Beta's family of the Silvercrest Pack but she was never treated as their daughter. While her stepsister Talia was raised as a lady of the pack, Anya grew up as a servant in the very house that was supposed to be her home. She secretly loved Leon, the future Alpha, even though she knew someone like him could never belong to her because he was always meant to marry Talia.
On the night of their engagement party, Anya's life changed forever when she discovered that Leon was her true mate. Before she could even understand what was happening, Leon rejected her in front of the entire pack, choosing duty and status over the mate bond. Humiliated and heartbroken, Anya is forced to leave the only home she has ever known and follow a powerful Alpha who offers her a place in his pack.
In a new land, far from Silvercrest, Anya begins to change. Strange abilities awaken inside her and she starts to realize that there are secrets about her past that no one ever told her. The more she learns, the more she understands that she was never meant to live as a servant and that her life was built on lies.
As Anya grows stronger and starts to build a new life, the Silvercrest Pack begins to feel the absence of the girl they once treated as nothing. Leon, who once rejected her without hesitation, begins to realize that the bond he broke was not so easy to forget.
When the truth about Anya's identity finally comes to light, will Leon be too late to win back the mate he rejected?
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Chapter 9
_Anya's POV_
I walked slowly to the door. My heart was beating faster for no reason that I could explain. Maybe it was because I was still shaken by the dream. Maybe it was because I knew he was standing on the other side of the door.
I placed my hand on the handle and opened it.
The moment the door opened, I found myself standing face to face with Alpha Jacob.
For one second, neither of us spoke.
Then suddenly, I felt it.
A sharp pull inside my chest. It was not pain. It was something else. Something warm and strong that seemed to wrap around my heart and pull me toward him.
My breath caught.
Inside my head, Maya suddenly shouted, Mate. Mate. Mate.
The word echoed loudly in my mind and made my whole body go still.
I stared at him.
He was already looking at me and he was smiling slightly, but when he saw the strange expression on my face, his smile faded and his brows pulled together in concern.
"Are you alright?" he asked gently. "You look a little pale."
"I... I am fine," I said quickly but my voice sounded strange even to my own ears.
Inside my head, Maya was almost excited. Yes, it is him. He is our second chance mate. The Moon Goddess has blessed us, Anya. We are so lucky.
Was this what lucky felt like? My heart was beating so fast that I could feel it in my throat. My hands felt warm and my chest felt tight in a strange way.
I looked at Jacob again and this time I really looked at him.
He was very handsome. I had noticed it before but now it felt different. His blonde hair fell slightly over his forehead and his blue eyes were very clear and very focused on me. His shoulders were wide and he filled the doorway so easily that I suddenly felt small standing in front of him.
I noticed the way his lips moved when he spoke and for one shocking moment, a strange thought entered my mind. I wondered what it would feel like if he kissed me.
The thought came so suddenly that I almost stepped back in shock.
What is wrong with me? I thought.
But Maya only laughed softly inside my mind. That is the mate bond.
I swallowed and looked at him again. "I... I think I can feel it now," I said quietly.
"Feel what?" he asked.
"The mate bond," I said softly. "I think... I think I can feel the bond between us now."
For a moment, he looked very pleased. "That is good. I am glad that you can feel it now. It will make things easier for both of us. The mate bond will bring us closer."
Closer.
The word made my stomach flip in a way I did not understand.
He stepped back slightly and gestured down the hallway. "Come. Dinner is ready."
I followed him quietly.
The dining room was large but warm. The lights were soft and the table was already set with food. But I noticed something immediately.
There were only two plates on the table.
I stopped walking. "Where is everyone?" I asked.
"My mother is not here," he said as he pulled a chair for me. "She went to visit her sister. My aunt is very sick and my mother wanted to see her. I should have gone with her but I decided to stay here and take care of the pack."
"Oh," I said softly as I sat down.
"So tonight," he continued as he sat across from me, "it is just the two of us."
Just the two of us.
For some reason, that made me very nervous.
We started eating and for a few minutes, we ate quietly. But I could feel his eyes on me sometimes and every time I looked up, he was already looking at me.
It made my face feel warm.
Why am I feeling like this? I asked Maya.
Because he is our mate, she answered simply.
I tried to focus on my food but I kept noticing small things about him. The way he held his fork. The way his sleeves were rolled up slightly and I could see the muscles in his forearms. The way his lips moved when he spoke and when he ate.
I could not stop thinking about what it would feel like if he leaned across the table and kissed me. The image was so clear that I nearly dropped my fork.
I quickly looked down at my plate, my face burning.
He noticed. A small smile appeared on his lips. "Are you alright?" he asked. "You look very distracted tonight."
"I am fine," I said quickly. "I am just tired."
He leaned back slightly and studied me for a moment. There was something playful in his eyes now. "Tell me something. In your former pack, did you train? Did you go to the training grounds often?"
I shook my head slowly. "No. I did not train."
"Why not?"
I looked down at my hands. "Because I was not allowed to. My role in the house was only to cook, clean and do chores. I did not have time to train and no one thought it was important for me to learn."
His expression changed. He did not look amused anymore. "They did not allow you to train?" he asked slowly.
"No, I was only a servant there. Nothing more."
He was quiet for a few seconds and then he nodded slowly as if he had made a decision.
"Then I will train you."
I looked up in surprise. "You?"
"Yes," he said calmly. "From now on, you will train with me."
I stared at him. "But I do not know how to fight. I do not know how to use weapons. I do not know anything about training."
"That is exactly why you need to learn. The Fireblood pack has many warriors and many soldiers but we also have many enemies. I do not want to take any chances when it comes to your safety. You need to be able to defend yourself in any situation."
His words made something warm move in my chest.
He wants to protect us, Maya said softly.
I nodded slowly. "Then... I will learn. But I think I should start with the basics. I am a complete beginner."
He smiled slightly. "Do not worry. You will not have much difficulty. Your wolf is a white wolf. White wolves are strong and rare. They have special abilities. You will learn faster than others."
I froze.
My fork stopped in the air.
"How do you know that my wolf is white?" I asked slowly.
For the first time, he looked slightly surprised. But then he leaned back calmly and said, "My wolf, Storm, showed me an image of our mate before we met. I saw a white wolf. I saw you."
Inside my head, I turned to Maya quickly. Is that true? Did you show his wolf what you look like?
Maya was quiet for a moment. I do not remember doing that. But maybe I did. Wolves can communicate in ways humans do not understand.
I looked back at Jacob slowly. "Your wolf's name is Storm?"
"Yes," he said.
I turned to Maya again. What does Storm look like?
She was quiet for a few seconds and then she answered softly. He is completely black. His fur is black like night. I can feel his strength even from here. He is very strong. He will protect us well.
I felt something warm move inside my chest again when she said that. I looked at Jacob and suddenly a thought came into my mind.
Maybe he is testing me. Maybe he wants to see if I am strong enough to become his Luna. Maybe that is why he wants to train me.
I straightened slightly in my chair. If he was testing me, then I had to do my best. I could not be weak. I could not disappoint him.
"I will work hard," I said quietly. "I will learn everything properly."
He watched me for a moment and then he smiled again but this time his smile was softer.
"I believe you will," he said.
His voice was gentle and the way he was looking at me made my heart beat faster again.
We finished dinner slowly but the whole time, I could feel something changing between us. The mate bond was growing stronger and stronger and every time he looked at me, my heart would jump.
I did not know what the future was going to bring, but for the first time, I felt a small sense of hope.
My life was changing fast, and this time, I did not want to be weak anymore. I did not want to be the girl who could only cry and endure everything silently.
If I was going to stay in the Fireblood pack, then I had to become stronger. I had to learn how to fight, how to defend myself and how to survive in this new world.
Jacob said that he would train me and I decided that I would do my best. I would work hard and I would not complain.
I wanted to prove to him that bringing me here was not a mistake.
I wanted to prove that I was not weak.
And maybe one day, when he looked at me, he would not see a broken girl that he had rescued.
He would see his Luna.
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And he's not afraid to say it.
Colt, realizing what he's lost, suddenly wants her back.
Now Rain is caught between the man who broke her for years...
and the man who would burn the world to keep her.
One offers familiarity.
The other offers a devotion that borders on dangerous.
Rain must choose which brother she'll walk toward-
and which storm she's willing to survive.

7.4
BLURB;
They told her she was born to die. They told him he was born to kill. They were both wrong.
Hazel was the perfect sacrifice: poor, powerless, and prepared for the dragon's flame. Prince Dravon was the perfect executioner: ruthless, royal, and bound by duty.
Their first glance which was a magnetic attraction changed everything.
Now, running from a kingdom that wants her blood and a brother who wants his throne, they uncover a horrific secret. The ritual is a key to unlock something ancient vorthar an ancient dragon God. The curse is a cage. And Hazel's rare bloodline containing the blood line of three realms makes her the most dangerous creature in the world the target of a priestess who wants eternal power and a dragon-god who dreams of eternal fire and freedom to rule the whole world.
To save their worlds, Hazel and Dravon must burn the old lies to the ground and forge a new legend from the ashes.

9.3
Five years ago, Autumn Martin broke the ultimate rule: she fell in love with Eric Kingston-her best friend's uncle and the most powerful man in London.
Their relationship was a beautiful, forbidden secret, but it was doomed from the start.
Fleeing with a secret he was never meant to find out, Autumn left the man she loved behind.
Now, she is back for her best friend's wedding, praying she can survive three days without Eric discovering the truth.
But Eric hasn't forgotten the woman who vanished.
When he catches a glimpse of a child with his own storm-gray eyes, the game changes.
Trapped in the Kingston estate, Autumn must navigate guilt, rekindled passion, and the terrifying reality that Eric Kingston never lets go of what belongs to him.

9.8
The fluorescent hum of the DMV was the soundtrack to my boring life, until I tried to replace my lost driver's license.
"Your marital status. It says you're divorced," the clerk said, shattering my five-year marriage to Jackson Parks with a single, flat sentence.
My husband, Jackson, the man who swore he loved me, had secretly divorced me three years ago. Not only that, he had remarried the very next day to Candida Camacho, the woman who had tried to murder me on my wedding day and left me infertile. And they had a two-year-old son, Joey.
I stumbled home, my world a blur, only to find Jackson and Candida in our living room, arguing. "I hate having to pretend for that pathetic woman!" Candida shrieked. Jackson, my husband, pleaded, "I love you. I've always loved you."
The man I sacrificed everything for, who swore to destroy her, was now playing house with my attempted murderer, and I was the fool living in his house, sleeping in his bed, believing his lies.
The pain in my abdomen, a phantom ache from five years ago, flared to life, mirroring the gaping wound in my soul. I would not be his victim anymore.
"Hamilton," I said into the phone, my voice clear and steady. "I need your help. I need you to help me die."

8.1
I took the fall for my sister and endured three years of torment in prison. My knee was shattered, my body covered in scars, and I almost lost my life in that "accident". On the day I was released, clinging to the last shred of hope, I ran toward my fiancé Ford’s Maybach—only to hear his cold voice: "Your existence is just a nuisance."
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At the family gala, they joined hands to strip me bare in front of the flashing camera lights. My father slapped me hard across the face and roared: "Why didn’t you just die in prison?"
I smiled and tore apart my tattered dress, then dialed the number I had hidden in my heart for three years—the man who only understood blood for blood, his voice hoarse and alluring: "Turn around."
This time, I will no longer be a toy to be manipulated. I will tear off their masks and burn the Willis family to the ground.
By the way, I will take back everything that belongs to me—including him, the one hiding in the shadows.

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