Rachelle Mills

The alpha was supposed to be mine. Our fates were decided by the Moon herself, but he chose to follow his own path to a future that didn't include me. Accepting my destined mate's rejection was the hardest thing I ever had to do, and it cost me my pack, my friends, and in the end...my home.Now, four years later I have to rejoin my old pack, forced to see him love another female. Her scent is mixed into the crevices of his skin, and every breath I take is slowly killing me little by little. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?But there's one more element to this story, something I didn't count on...and his name is Dallas Valentine. I'm drawn to him in a way I can't explain. There's something about him, about the scent of his secrets that lures me in, tempting my most primal instincts. But he's not destined for me, and what chance do I stand against fate?

Clayton

My bones still hold the gouges of rejection. It still hurts, watching Clayton love the one he rejected me for, and it probably always will. My body still yearns for my destined mate, the Moon refusing to set us free from the bond that stems from the marrow of our existence. Anguish and heartache with unbearable pain is the life I thought I was destined to live.Until Dallas. Even though he is not the mate destined for me by the Moon, we decided to choose our own paths. Fate was ours to determine.Or so we thought...

Dallas

Cassius Denver Valentine lost his mate...Now he thinks he's a monster. I just think he's broken. There's old blood on his hands and despite his efforts, it sticks to him like a second skin. I see the blood, but more so...I see him. And for some reason, he doesn't hide from me. I want to wash the blood from his hands. I want to kiss his scraped-up knuckles. I want to tell him that he doesn't have to keep suffering.He's already bled enough.Problem is, when you love someone so fiercely, you also run the risk of being burned to ashes.

Cassius

Grey's Tribute

Fin's Claim

If the moon made me this way, then why does it feel like a curse?He is the Alpha, and I am his Beta.It's time for me to bend straight - there are some lines I must not cross. But every time I see him, the lines curve, gnawing into my soul.This is our destiny, yet nobody can know that the Moon has both blessed and cursed us with this forbidden love.A hidden, dark fire. It was our secret. A secret we denied - a secret too dark to share.We don't bend that way.I left. I had to escape the torture, the heartache. I lived among humans. I studied them. I found myself. Or, should I say, The Professor discovered me. They can never know that a human male seduced me, or that I loved him - it means certain death for both of us. He taught me everything I know, made me the wolf I am today. But even that love was not enough.I return to my territory. Leaving the sophisticated freedom of the city for the stifling traditionalism of my pack - a place where my soul, my desire, my love, must be locked away and hidden.This ache is my one true companion, never leaving my side.Perhaps the pain never ends, but I must go on. I'm not the runt I once was. My body is lean, muscled, and powerful now. I see my transformation in their eyes.I see it in his eyes.He may be my Alpha, but he will come to me. The moon may have cursed us both, and our path may be full of torture, pain, and lines so curved that we get lost, but I have no choice.He has no choice.It is time for me to bend straight for the pack, but in my soul, I know my lines are curved and undulating, and that they all lead to him; my rightful mate. My cursed mate, one that fate demands and that our society forbids.I don't know how to go on...

Rachelle Mills

About

Books

Join the club