Claws and Fangs - La série

After my mate rejected me, I wanted to kill him. Instead, I ran away—which nearly killed me... A year ago, everything was different. I had just left my home, joining the infamous Mountainside Pack. The daughter of an omega wolf, I've always been prized—but not as prized as I would be if my new packmates found out my secret. But when my fated mate—Mountainside's Alpha—rejected me in front of his whole pack council and my secret got out, I realized I had one choice. Going lone wolf was the only option I had, and I took it. Now I live in Muncie, hiding in plain sight. If the wolves ever left the mountains surrounding the city, I'd be in big trouble. Good thing that the truce between the vampires and my people is shaky at best and Muncie? It's total vamp territory. Thanks to my new vamp roomie, I get a pass, and I try to forget all about the call of the wolf. It's tough, though. I... I just can't forget my embarrassment—and my anger—from that night. And then he shows up and my chance at forgetting flies out the damn window. Ryker Wolfson. He was supposed to be my fated mate, but he chose his pack over our bond. At least, he did—but now that he knows what I've been hiding, he wants me back. But doesn't he remember? I told him I'll never be his mate, and there isn't a single thing he can do to change my mind. To Ryker, that sounds like a challenge. And if there's one thing I know about wolf shifters, it's that they can never resist a challenge. Just like I'm finding it more difficult than I should to resist him.

I’ve always known that Ryker is my fated mate. What I didn’t know? Was that he’s always known he’s mine… Ryker Wolfson. Strong. Sexy. Powerful. Irresistible. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been waiting for the Luna Ceremony that would make him my bonded mate. Though it’s not supposed to be possible, I’ve known since I was a kid that the future Alpha of the Mountainside Pack was fated to be mine. I figured my knowing had something to do with me being a rarity: a born female alpha. Turns out that I’m half right. It’s not the female part, but an alpha thing. Because Ryker? For the last eleven years, he’s known exactly who I am to him. Worse? The rejection that had me hiding out this past year was as planned as everything else he has his claws in. Ryker might’ve thought he was protecting me, but all he did was push me away—all because he forgot for a moment what I am. Omega Gem is history. Long live the Alpha of Muncie. Only I’m in a bit of trouble these days. He might’ve spent years keeping my secret for me, but it’s out now. An unforeseen betrayal in his pack has Ryker reeling, and me walking around with a big ol’ target on my back. As if dealing with my infatuated roommate wasn’t bad enough. Now I have a powerful wolf chasing after me, desperate to claim me during the next full moon. Not to mention the summons from my birth pack—and my old life. My sperm donor has discovered just how valuable I am, and since I’ve been “rejected” by Ryker, he wants me to go home for the first time since I was a pup. Yeah? Well, I want him to drop dead. And while I’m used to getting out of tougher scrapes than these, I’m beginning to see that—once again—I’m left with basically one option, and it isn’t running away. It’s Ryker. Maybe it’s time that I accept that he’s always been my mate…

Saying our vows and becoming bonded mates was supposed to be the start of our “happily ever after”… For most of my life, I’ve known that I was meant to be mated to Ryker Wolfson. We’ve hit some bumps along the way, but I finally decided I’d be better off following my heart over licking my wounded pride. So, yeah, our Luna Ceremony was as eventful as the rest of our courtship. Ryker was challenged by his former Beta, and they had their fight to the death right beneath the moon. Ryker was left standing and I was mated in a bloody white dress. Too bad Aleksander refused to accept my invite. My old vamp roomie would’ve gotten a kick out of that. Still, now it’s official. I’m the Alpha female of the Mountainside Pack. Only I’m not just mated to the Alpha male—I’m a born Alpha myself and every wolf on the East Coast knows it. Did I really expect that it wouldn’t get back to my birth pack? I might’ve ignored my bio-dad’s latest summons, but nothing says “go home” like his wolves snatching one of my packmates. And while I’m no fan of Trish Danvers, no way can I leave her with my cruel sperm donor and his goons. I have to go. Without a Beta to watch over the pack, Ryker is forced to stay behind. He doesn’t like it, but he knows better than most that I can take care of myself. I mean, he still has the scar over his heart to prove it. But when I learn that my suspicions were right, that Trish’s abduction was a trap laid specifically for me, I have to rely on my belief that the moon got it right, that Ryker really is meant to be mine, and that we’ll be together forever. Because one thing I know for sure? I won’t be able to take his rejection again…

When Aleks looks at me, he sees his past. I see a future that I just can’t have… For most of my life, being Luna-touched was a blessing. Then I met Jack “Wicked Wolf” Walker and it wasn’t long before it became a curse. I thought I’d be trapped in my gilded cage forever—until his long-lost daughter returned to the Wolf District, handing him his first defeat in more than twenty-five years. She spared his life, but our laws are clear: an Alpha who loses a challenge is no Alpha. Our pack was forced to disband, and I finally was free. Which… isn’t as great as it sounds. I have no family. No real friends. No money. And a vampire who looks at me like he's desperate for a bite. Aleksander Filan thinks I’m someone that I’m not. And while it would be too easy to let this handsome, sexy, magnetic vampire take care of me, I reject him if only because I’m terrified of what the Luna whispers to me at night. I mean, he can’t be my fated mate, right? I’m a wolf. He’s a bloodsucker. I’m damaged goods, and he’s… well, he has his own baggage, doesn’t he? He promises that he wants me. That he sees me. And when the Wicked Wolf follows me to Muncie, Aleks will have the chance to prove he means it. After all, for a hint of my blood, he vows he’ll do anything.

The first time his beloved died, he waged a war for her. If my vampire is not careful, he'll do it all over again... The Wicked Wolf is no longer a threat, but the price we paid for his defeat is way more than either me or Aleks could afford. As the new head vampire in Muncie, Aleks is suddenly busier than ever before. I might wear his fang and sleep in his bed, but I rarely see him. He hasn’t asked me to accept him fully as his mate since he told me I was his, and I can’t shake the feeling that he’s still comparing me to his lost female. Meanwhile, I have my own war to wage. When Peyton follows through with Walker’s threat to out me to the Alpha collective, the truth of my abilities finally gets out to the whole shifter world. Now I’ve got an even bigger target on my back. When a group of shifters decides that I’m too much of a risk to be allowed to stay alive, they come after me. And they’re not the only ones. To protect me, Aleks decides that it’s time I take him as my bonded mate. And I want to—but I can’t. The Luna has gone silent, and without her blessing, the bond will never take. So I reject him one last time, and then I do the only thing I’ve ever been good at: I run away. There’s just one small problem. He might not have claimed me, but all it took was one bite—one taste of his skin—and I’ve inadvertently triggered a vampire’s blood bonding. And Aleks? He’s willing to burn down the whole world to find me.

The other female gets her happily-ever-after… For as long as I could remember, I’ve been in love with a male that wasn’t mine. I knew I wasn’t his fated mate, either. I just thought… Ryker Wolfson would one day be the Alpha. He couldn’t take a mate until then, and maybe I could get him to choose me. I was wrong. It's no excuse, but love can make you do some terrible things. Instead of supporting my new Alpha and his intended, I listened to a traitor and I nearly lost everything. When Ryker lifted my exile, allowing me to return to Accalia, I vowed I would make amends and start over. And I did. For a few weeks, I thought things might be different. I thought I might have my chance at forever… and then I was taken captive by the Wicked Wolf of the West. My time in the Wolf District changed me. It broke me. I probably wouldn’t have survived it at all if it wasn’t for Duke. A gentle giant of a delta, I never got the chance to know him. I was obsessed with Ryker, and Duke was just another packmate—until he found me and my wolf locked in a cage and he willingly sacrificed his own freedom to keep me company. Now we’re in Accalia, and the male responsible for my nightmares is dead. Duke has gone back to being a silent shadow who watches me, but I don’t understand why. We’re home again, and while I’m still far from whole, I’m not important enough for my own guard. Not like our new Alpha female. I’m Trish Danvers. I’m no one. Except, it seems, to Duke Conlon.