Patricia Sullivan Foster

"""I, Grace Hawthorne reject Logan Harper,” I announced with steel in my voice. The hall fell into deep silence, I could hear the sound of sweat dripping from Logan’s forehead or my father’s increasing heartbeat. Logan's face contorted with a mixture of anger and disbelief. ""Grace, what are you doing? This is our wedding!"" “Not anymore. I reject you.” I announced once again. My father, Daniel, standing nearby, was seething with rage. He stepped forward, his face contorted with fury. In a fit of madness, he raised a hand as if to strike me, but before he could make contact, a commanding voice rang out, stopping him in his tracks. ""How dare you lay a hand on my Mate?"" Xander had appeared in a flash of power, his presence filling the room. His eyes bore into Daniel’s with an intensity that sent a chill down everyone's spine. Everyone’s face paled seeing the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, anger rushed through Daniel’s features and he roared. ""Not your mate, she is my daughter."" Xander cut him off with a wave of his hand. ""You dare to touch what’s mine and I will show you what a real Alpha can do for his mate."" Xander’s growl had an intensity that shook even The wolf council. His deep blue eyes bored into mine and a slow smile grazed his features, he gestured to me to come toward him and I did. “Miss me Darling.” he purred, and a chill ran down my spine."

"For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. ""You're angry?"" he growls. ""Angry enough to commit murder,"" she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back."

"I gave him three years of silent devotion behind a mask I never wanted to wear. I made a wager for our bond—he paid me off like a mistress. ""Chloe's back,"" Zane said coldly. ""It's over."" I laughed, poured wine on his face, and walked away from the only love I'd ever known. ""What now?"" my best friend asked. I smiled. ""The real me returns."" But fate wasn't finished yet. That same night, Caesar Conrad—the Alpha every wolf feared—opened his car door and whispered, ""Get in."" Our gazes collided. The bond awakened. No games. No pretending. Just raw, unstoppable power. ""Don't regret this,"" he warned, lips brushing mine. But I didn't. Because the mate I'd been chasing never saw me. And the one who did? He's ready to burn the world for me."