Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
After years of loving Alpha Darrell, Sable’s heart shatters when she catches him cheating and mocking her behind her back. Broken but determined, she walks away, revealing her true identity. Soon, fate leads her to Caelan, the powerful Lycan King—and her true mate. This time, love comes with power, revenge, and redemption.
My breath caught. I’d never seen this box before. Inside were photographs. Dozens of them. All of Camila. Camila laughing. Camila naked. Camila in lingerie I’d never seen in any store. Love letters tied with red ribbon. And at the bottom, folded carefully, a pair of black lace panties that definitely weren’t mine. One photo…
For three years, I’d dressed like a mouse. Darrell’s friends constantly made snide comments about how I “didn’t look like Luna material.” They weren’t wrong – I’d been hiding, playing small, trying not to take up space. Fuck that. Inside the boutique, I selected a black cocktail dress that hugged every curve. The price tag…
Oh, what a shame. Guess they couldn’t fuck last night after all. The room went dead quiet. Camila’s cheeks flushed pink. “Why do you care?” “She’s done drinking.” His Alpha authority rolled through the room like thunder. “Anyone who pushes her will answer to me.” The threat hung in the air. No one dared challenge…
Then Lisa Morrison started laughing. “Well, that was fucking spectacular.” She raised her drink in a mock toast. “Our Alpha finally stopped pretending.” “Poor Sable.” Ryan’s voice dripped false sympathy. “Getting abandoned at her own boyfriend’s reunion party.” “Technically it’s Emily’s party,” I corrected. “Doesn’t matter whose party it is.” Jennifer leaned forward with vicious…
Through the windows, I could see him at a corner table with Marcus, Jake, and Tommy from his inner circle. I slipped inside and chose a booth near the back, hidden behind a decorative pillar. The lighting was dim enough that they wouldn’t notice me unless they actively looked. Darrell lit a cigarette, his face…
Sable’s POV I straddled Darrell, my br3@sts bouncing as I rode him hard. My hands pressed flat against his chest for leverage while my hair fell in wild waves over my shoulders. His c0ck filled me completely, stretching me with each deep thrvst upward. “Fvck, Sable…” he groaned, but something in his voice felt distant.…