Emily Taylor once believed she had the perfect marriage. She and Ethan had loved each other for eight years. He promised her forever, spoiled her like a princess, and made her believe she was the only woman in his world. Until Anna returned. Anna was Ethan's late brother's widow. Fragile, tearful, and always in need of help. Her three-year-old son, Noah, became Ethan's responsibility — or so everyone said. At first, Emily tried to understand. But understanding turned into waiting alone. Waiting through abandoned dinners. Waiting through broken promises. Waiting while her husband rushed to another woman again and again. Whenever Anna cried, Ethan chose her. Whenever Noah needed him, Ethan left Emily behind. Whenever Emily protested, everyone called her jealous, selfish, and cruel. Even her own parents stood on Anna's side. The final blow came when Emily helped Noah out of danger, only for the little boy to accuse her of hurting him. In one night, she became the villain in everyone's eyes. That was when Emily finally understood. She was not Ethan's priority. She was not her parents' favorite. She was not even allowed to be hurt. So she stopped begging. She asked for a divorce, sold her wedding ring, and returned to the career she had once abandoned for love. But Ethan refused to let go. He froze her cards, blocked her lawyers, locked her at home, and insisted he had never betrayed her. Yet the more he tried to keep her, the colder Emily became. Because love could survive many things — but not being chosen last every single time. And when Ethan finally realized the wife he took for granted was truly walking away, regret came too late.

Mate. Something every werewolf looks forward to. The thought of finding someone tailor-made by the moon goddess for you alone in the entire world is exhilarating. At least it was for me. For a while. I waited for what felt like forever. Everyone finds their mate once they turn eighteen. I'll be eighteen in a few days. I wanted to keep myself for my mate. To be pure but who was I kidding. Nobody could have prepared me for who my mate was. Not even my adoptive parents. The alpha's son. Maverick Tatum. The same boy I used to think of as a scum after watching how he treats the female in the pack. That same boy was my mate. I'm Ares Powers. My parents said they found me in the woods with my name engraved in the wood of the beads I was wearing. They have tried taking off the beads multiple times when I was growing up. They couldn't. They took me to the pack seer and he said only my true mate can help me remove the beads and unlock my wolf's highest potential. I wonder why my birth parents would want to keep my powers locked. The day I found out Maverick was my mate was the same day he rejected me. In front of everyone. The next day, I was banished from the pack. I swore to get my revenge then. But until then, I have to find a way to unlock my wolf's full potential because my mate turned out to be unreliable.

When Charlotte Whitfield found out her boyfriend of five years, Jasper Sinclair, had secretly married another woman, she didn't cry or beg. She walked straight into a bar, picked the one man Jasper couldn't stand—his older half-brother, Alexander Sinclair—and planted herself on his lap. She thought it was just one reckless night of revenge. She thought the cheater would never know what he'd really lost. Because the girl Jasper dismissed as "poor and useless"? She's actually the sole heir to the Whitfield Group—a billion-dollar empire. A tech genius. A top-tier designer. The queen of finance… And that cold, ruthless CEO everyone's terrified of—the one rumored to have even turned on his own father? Alexander Sinclair is now gently cradling her baby bump, murmuring with a low laugh in her ear: "I know you're carrying my child. So… when are you going to marry me?"