She raised her arms to slide them around my neck, lifting herself on her toes to trail her lips from my ear down my neck, pressing them lightly to where she’d mark me. I felt her fingers tease the hair at the nape of my neck and I closed my eyes, my hands dropping back to her hips to help her stay up. I felt her tongue tease my skin experimentally before I felt her hot breath against the spot. My fingers tightened on her hips when I felt her canines prick my skin before sinking deeper. She licked the bite to seal it then dropped back on her heals. I steadied her as the mark took its shape, the same nightshade blossom as mine but surrounded by a briar of thorns, the same briar was appearing around the mark I’d left on her and as the two were completed our link grew even more solid and stretched to join my link to my pack. *** Her pack destroyed, Erista is raised by the Alpha of a neighboring pack and his family as if he were one of their own despite the concerns of their pack. She comes of age and confirms that her mate is not part of the pack, meaning she will never truly be a part of it and may never find him. Dayan is raised by a father driven by violence and greed. He struggles to try to build his pack into something better from the sidelines while he waits for the day that his father steps down. He doesn't believe in mates, preferring to find his pleasures where he will.. at least that's what he believes until he finds her.

Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened. While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose.

Everleigh has only ever know the life of a slave. Even though she was the daughter of an Alpha, everyone treated her like she didn't matter. When the soon to be Beta of her pack tries to do the unthinkable something happens and she gets away. she ends up in a neighboring territory. She finds her destined mate within the pack. Will she have the life she always dreamed of or will her nightmare return but in a new home?