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Rejected
My father made a terrible mistake. One I’m left paying for.
As a wolf shifter growing up in a strong pack, I should be living my best life. But after my father tried to kill our leader, I’m labeled an outcast, traitor, less than dirt.
When I can’t take pack life any longer, I run, but apparently they don’t like losing their punching bag. Torin, the leader’s son, drags me back before my first shift…a shift that will reveal my true mate. I never could have predicted who mine would be, but the moment my wolf looks upon him, I’m filled with hope for a brighter future.
After all, no one ever rejects their true mate, right?
Wrong. Very wrong.
When the wolves attack, my soul screams for vengeance, and somehow I touch the shadow realm… Somehow the Shadow Beast hears my call and our shifter god, the devil himself, arrives in our world.
Turns out being rejected by my mate was only the beginning.
Reclaimed
They all made a terrible mistake. One they will pay for.
For the past ten years I’ve been a victim. A victim to my pack. A victim to my true mate, who rejected me in the most brutal of ways. And then, a victim to our shifter god, Shadow Beast, who used me for his own gains.
…Or did he?
The beast of mystery never reveals his whole hand, but one thing is for sure…in my time with him, I’ve changed. Now I will no longer walk the path dictated by the powerful men in my life. Never again will I let my strength be taken from me.
I must evolve or die.
And we all know, with a choice like that, there’s really only one way forward.
Reborn
I finally have the life I always dreamed of. So why does it feel like a part of me is missing?
Growing up in the strongest wolf shifter pack, all I wanted was to find my true mate and live my best life. Of course, that was before my father betrayed the pack and they branded me a traitor.
I’d all but given up, until a quirk of genetics gifted me a true mate like no other. My childhood dreams were finally a reality. Funny how quickly dreams turn into nightmares, though.
Something’s off. I’m being lied to, missing weeks and months of time. And no matter how often I’m told to forget it and move on as Torin’s mate, I just can’t. I have a sinking suspicion that there’s so much more going on and that I’m racing against an unknown clock. I’ve got to figure this out.
Whoever did this to me should have known I’d pick at it until it bled. It’s my nature, after all. When I find out who’s behind it, they’re going to wish they never messed with Mera Callahan.