
BENEATH THE MOON'S BITE
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In a world ruled by dominance and desire, being an Omega is a curse, especially when you're mine.
On his eighteenth birthday, Luca wakes to a nightmare, his wolf has chosen the lowest rank of all. An Omega. The scent of submission, the mark of shame and the kind of wolf others own, use, and discard.
But Luca isn't broken, he's burning and the only one who's ever made him feel safe is Rafe, his best friend, his protector and his temptation.
Then Rafe shifts and becomes an Alpha and their wolves recognize each other, the bond between them is instant, magnetic, and utterly forbidden.
Because an Alpha claiming a Male Omega?
That's forbidden, but this Omega? He's different
Now their connection is more than a secret, It's a sin to their world, a deadly craving, slow, delicious and primal to fall into.
And when one bite can seal a bond or spark a war, how long can they resist it?
He's not supposed to want him.
But gods, he does.
And once an Alpha touches what's his... he never lets go.
BENEATH THE MOON'S BITE Chapter 1
Luca
I should've known something was weird the moment I woke up, with the scent of burnt pine and damp earth filling the scent of my bed sheets. The kind of smell that only means one thing: something's coming, not something good or something ordinary, just heavy enough to stir the wolf in me that never used to speak.
The morning was quiet, my house was as quiet as a grave yard. My aunt had left early, like she always did on full moon days. She never said why, and I stopped asking after my thirteenth birthday. I just knew not to follow, peek or even question.
The shift wasn't supposed to happen until sundown and everyone knew that....at least, that's what the elders preached, you wake with the moon, then shift with the stars and afterwards find your place under the sky and accept it. But my skin was already itching, and my muscles were twitching. Like underneath my skin, my new wolf was waking, it felt early-uninvited and impatient.
I pushed the blanket off and sat up slowly, my shirt stuck to me and I was damp with sweat. My heart was thudding like I had run a mile in my dreams or maybe I had, maybe I was running from something I couldn't name or maybe I already knew and I just didn't want to admit it.
By midday, I couldn't breathe.
I avoided the training fields, where boys our age tried to guess what rank they would shift into tonight, boasting about bloodlines they didn't earn, and laughing about how weak Omegas were, how they should be culled, controlled and used. I said nothing, I just listened with my head down, but my heart was pounding unusually.
Because I didn't feel like a Beta today, at least not like I used to.
When I found Rafe behind the stables, he was sitting on that crooked fence we carved our initials into years ago. His back was to me, but I could feel him, his warmth and breath.
He always looked like he belonged to the land, his eyes were wild, golden, and somewhat beautiful, with an aura that screamed 'born to command', but I never said that out loud, because it would probably get to his head.
He turned before I spoke, "You okay?"
I wasn't.
But I nodded anyway and climbed up beside him, trying not to wince as the heat under my skin grew worse again.
He gave me a long look, like he could see through the smile I forced, like he could hear my thoughts, but Rafe being Rafe, he didn't press, he let me carry my silence.
He didn't hold for long.
"Luca," His voice dropped, and it felt unusually light, "Something's not right with you."
I tensed up a bit, "Oh it's nothing.... just my nerves."
His eyes narrowed, "No it's more".
I couldn't hold the lie any longer, "I feel like I'm burning from the inside."
He went still.
I braced myself for the worst, maybe fear or disgust to how he'll react, but Rafe didn't flinch, he leaned in closer, and I could smell him...cedar and storm winds, it felt familiar and safe. We lay in silence, letting our unspoken thoughts dance through the tension between us and somehow that felt comforting to me.
Then sunset arrived, the sun went behind the trees of the forest giving way to a new dawn, for me, then the moon emerged to sky as if in a hurry to confirm my fears...it was too soon.
My bones snapped first and my hands hit the ground, I screamed in pain, Rafe was shouting my name, holding me down, and trying to stop what couldn't be stopped.
It was too soon!....this was too fast for me.
My skin tore, and reshaped, my vision became blurry and all I saw was silver light, then last thing I heard was my own howl, it sounded weak and....wrong?.
Then silence.
When I woke, it was totally dark. The moon was full and high, casting shadows across the clearing, my clothes were shredded and my limbs hurt, but that wasn't what scared me, it was what struck my nose first.
The scent.....my scent.
It wasn't Beta or Alpha
It was Omega!.
Rafe was crouched nearby, his eyes glowing faint gold, his wolf felt just beneath the surface and he was staring at me like I was prey or worse.
He opened his mouth to speak, but a branch snapped behind us, we weren't alone.
Then air around changed, it now felt cold and electric, Rafe stood instantly, growling low.
I didn't even get the chance to ask what he saw.
Because something lunged from the trees and everything went black again.
..................................
I could sense the shift in my atmosphere even before I opened my eyes.
It wasn't the cold sweat clinging to my skin, or the way my heart slammed against my ribs like it was trying to escape.
It was the silence of the woods behind the pack house, it was never this quiet, even in the dead of night, I should've heard owls or the wind or someone sneaking a smoke behind the training sheds. But now....there was nothing.
It was just me, the moon, and this strange... stillness.
I sat up, my limbs were still trembling. My back was damp against the forest floor, leaves sticking to my bare skin and my breath felt foggy in the chilly air. I couldn't remember how I got here, but the last thing I recalled was Rafe and I leaning into each other, no talk just sky gazing and then suddenly the moon had been so bright it hurt to look at, my skin had itched and my bones.....god, my bones had felt like they were breaking from the inside out.
Then...blackness.
I staggered to my feet, naked and trembling, every nerve in my body was screaming, something had changed, I could feel it in my blood. My body felt a little too sensitive, like even the breeze made me shiver like a fevered animal.
That's when I smelled it again or rather....me.
My scent.
It was different now, it was softer and mild, like crushed violets and wild flowers underneath. I knew that scent, I'd smelled it on the others, on the ones we weren't supposed to talk about, the ones who walked with their heads bowed, and forced into silence, used and discarded.
Omegas.
"No," I choked, "No, no, no-"
My knees buckled.
This couldn't be happening, I was supposed to be a beta or worse yet and Alpha, nothing special, just... average and safe.
But now I could feel the truth in every beat of my traitorous heart.
I was an Omega and in our pack, Omegas didn't survive long, then I heard a snap behind me, I turned sharply, and my heart lodged in my throat.
Rafe.
He stood at the edge of the clearing, he was shirtless, and breathing hard, his eyes were glowing in the moonlight like a storm about to break. His wolf was close to the surface and I could feel it, I could feel him.
Then I felt a twist in my chest, not out of fear, but worse. It was need.
His eyes locked onto mine, and suddenly I couldn't breathe, not because I was scared, but because everything inside me went still. My skin felt like it was buzzing and I could smell his now rich, and earthy scent spiced with a deeper feeling. My body swayed toward him before my mind caught up.
He stepped forward and I stepped back.
"Don't," I whispered.
His voice was hoarse, "Luca... what are you?"
I wanted to lie, to probably run, to scream, but the words got caught in my throat, and tangled with the anger in my veins.
Then, without warning, I doubled over with a cry-agony.
Like fire under my skin, my nails clawed the earth as a heat surged through me, centered low and burning. My wolf-new, confused, and terrified howled inside me.
"Luca!" Rafe rushed to me, dropping to his knees, his hands gripped my shoulders, "What's happening?"
"I don't....god, I don't know!" I gasped. My whole body convulsed, "It hurts....Rafe....it hurts"
I looked up, and that's when I saw it, there was a change in his eyes, recognition and bond?!
But how??
"Shit," Rafe breathed, his hands were trembling on my skin, "No...this isn't....we can't..."
I arched off the ground with a cry, heat surging so violently through me I thought I'd explode, my back bowed, and every nerve screamed for something....or someone....to ease the ache.
His scent was everywhere now, and it was drowning me.
His body pressed closer.
"You're burning up," he muttered. "Luca, this isn't normal, You're...your scent....", and then his lips were at my neck and it felt like a bond between us, one I couldn't understand.
I winced, "Please..."
He stilled, "Do you know what you're asking for?"
I didn't, heck I didn't even understand what was going on, but one thing was for sure my wolf did and it wanted him.
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BENEATH THE MOON'S BITE of Contents
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8.9
This is my story of how to lose a mob boss in ten days.
I have a
I've been arranged to marry a monster.
Run away? Good idea. Tried that. Didn't work.
Because in my family, my father makes the rules.
And he says this wedding is happening .
But he still has a soft spot for me, his last remaining daughter.
So he offers me a deal.
Take ten days.
Get to know Sasha.
See if you change your mind.
Yeah, right.
Sasha Ozerov is a beast in Brioni.
He's ruthless, flawless, utterly unconcerned with mortals like me.
All he wants is what our marriage would bring
My family's power and the city in the palm of his hand.
But maybe, if I can make him back out of the deal...
I'll keep my freedom.
So I set out to do everything I can to drive him crazy.
I have ten days to make my husband hate me.
What happens if I start to love him instead?

8.0
BLURB
She had fought so hard to be able to bear her husband a child for years but all her efforts proved abortive and just when she thought that all her problems were finally over.
She was faced with a brutal betrayal from her husband, taking away her family company, cheating on her and most especially tied her in the marriage.
But everything takes a drastic turn when she realizes the baby she is carrying doesn't belong to her husband, rather a cursed werewolf who could never have a child.
Thrown into the world of the werewolves, Daisy realizes she is more than she thinks, but will she be able to navigate the challenges that awaits her?

8.1
At sterlinggate university, only one rule matters:
Monsters do not belong.
Yuna never meant to become one.
After being publicly humiliated by her boyfriend , Yuna's emotions spiral out of control, she had a tough encounter with her bully, Megan, triggering a secret she was never meant to awaken. She isn't just a werewolf.
She is a kitsune.
A nine-tailed fox believed to be extinct.
A creature every wolf has been trained to hunt.
When her transformation is exposed, the university goes into lockdown. Hunters flood the campus. Silver charms are distributed. And one order is made clear:
"Kill the kitsune".
The only person willing to protect her is Noah Phillips,the star wolf of the university... and the son of the chief hunter leading the execution.
As danger closes in and her powers grow harder to control, Yuna must choose:
hide and survive, or rise and fight back.
Because if the wolves discover the truth...
They won't just kill her.
They'll start a war.

7.4
I single-handedly saved my family's corporate empire from a hostile takeover, securing our market share for the next decade.
But my grandfather didn't see me as a hero. He saw me as a flawed piece of inventory.
To calm the board and fix the reputation I supposedly ruined, he forced me into an arranged marriage, auctioning me off to the highest bidder.
Desperate, I turned to my childhood friend, Egnacio, the only person who ever promised to protect me.
But instead of saving me, he publicly humiliated me. He used my desperation as a networking opportunity, pitching my arranged marriage as a business deal to a ruthless private equity king named Dexter Mathews.
Later that night, I caught Egnacio holding my cruel cousin in his arms.
"What man wants to be with a woman who looks at you like she's planning a hostile takeover?"
Hearing him mock my pain shattered the last bit of hope I had.
I realized I was never family to them. I was just a sharp knife, used to cut down their enemies and then traded for cash before I got dull.
The heartbreak vanished, replaced by a cold, violent rage.
I didn't break, and I didn't run.
Instead, I got into the back of Dexter Mathews's car. He had watched my family tear me apart, but he didn't see a broken pawn. He saw a queen.
And together, we were going to burn their entire empire to the ground.

7.6
The heavy prison gates clanged shut, ending three years. I scanned the empty lot for Julian, my fiancé. Deserted.
Biting December wind my only welcome. Calls to Julian, father, mother: unanswered/disconnected.
Shivering, Julian's tracker showed an unfamiliar Long Island estate. A freezing cab left me penniless; I walked through the blizzard. Through a mansion window, I saw Julian, my stepsister Clara, a small boy—a perfect family. Julian, who hated children, doted on him, and Clara wore *my* engagement ring.
I overheard Julian's call: he, my father, conspired to frame me for Clara’s medical error, saving their company and future. My family hadn't just abandoned me; they plotted my destruction.
A delayed text from Julian popped up, lying about a "cross-border meeting," promising to pick me up tomorrow. Despair vanished, replaced by a cold, terrifying smile. Typing "Understood," I turned from their stolen life, walking into the blizzard, fueled by burning rage.

8.0
Elva used a spare key card to quietly enter the hotel penthouse, only to find her boyfriend of two years panting heavily on the king-sized bed with her own cousin.
Instead of showing remorse, her cousin shamelessly mocked her background, while her ex aggressively lunged at her to destroy the photographic evidence she had just captured.
"You think you can just walk away? Warren already made the deal. By next week, you're being shipped off to marry that fifty-two-year-old crippled freak from the Ramirez family!"
Her ex spat the words to threaten her, and the nightmare only escalated when Elva returned to her uncle's estate, where Warren confirmed he was indeed selling her off for a business connection.
Her family eagerly joined the abuse, threatening to permanently freeze her late mother's trust fund and even plotting to secretly drug her morning milk so she couldn't fight back when the groom's family arrived.
They looked at her like a pathetic, orphaned burden they could bleed dry, fully expecting her to drop to her knees, cry, and accept her miserable fate without a single word of defiance.
But they had no idea that just hours ago, Elva had already signed a marriage certificate with Bronson Ramirez, the undisputed billionaire king of the dynasty, and she was stepping into the living room ready to watch their greedy world burn.









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