Chapter 3 Meeting

'Not even death can keep true mates apart.' Elena Bradford, a fiery intern with a dark secret had it all; Love, ambition and a future with Carter Grey, a irresistible billionaire with a secret of his own. Their romance was shattered when Eleanor is killed during a brutal attack, only for her to wake up in another woman's body in another pack, reborn, with her memories still intact. Now living in the Shadowfell pack, Eleanor vows to avenge her past life, believing Carter had something to do with her death. Haunted by her memories and consumed by betrayal, Eleanor is tangled with Alpha Elijah's deceit, her former stalker and claims her as his fated mate. To protect her new identity and the people she's come to care for, she plays along. As Carter searches desperately for the woman he loves, their paths collide again, and truths begin to surface. Will Eleanor get her revenge before she realizes she has been targeting the wrong person or will the shadow of the past consume her again?

According to the seers, "Three children with eyes so white, and with the smell like that of sandalwood, would overthrow the fake alpha who rules with an iron fist and causes chaos in the land." Nineteen-year-old Zara Dante, an overweight girl with low self-esteem, saw her life drastically change when she woke up naked, bruised, and used. Scott Peterson had deceived and used her, and then chose her stepsister, Harley, as his Luna, despite Zara's presence. Feeling hopeless and helpless, Zara lost her sense of self-worth and accepted her fate. However, when she became pregnant, Scott openly rejected her, and Harley's cruelty led to an early miscarriage. But this traumatic event turned out to be a turning point in Zara's fate. She was rescued by two rogue alpha wolves, Zane and Sean Princeton, who were also her twin mates. They had scores to settle with Scott, who had killed their father and destroyed their family. Zane and Sean taught Zara to shift into her she-wolf form, to fight, and to unlock her rare powers. As they grew stronger together, they discovered they were the three children mentioned in the prophecy. Embracing their destiny, Zara, Zane, and Sean embarked on a journey to fulfill their destiny, destroying anyone who stood in their way.

When darkness claims the night, Aria's demons awaken. Haunted by her parents' brutal murder, she's trapped in a world of shadows, her emotions igniting the beast within. With every heartbeat, her rage intensifies, threatening to consume her. Will she unearth the strength to reclaim the Kralsar Throne from the sinister Malakai, or will her quest for vengeance devour her entirely?

After spending her whole life being tortured, Faye Aster runs away from home and ends up living amongst the mortal enemies to the Werewolves- the Lycans. She meets her mate, the most powerful Lycan to exist- one who despises Werewolves more than anything. However, Faye holds more secrets and power than she lets on, a power that may finally help the Lycans avoid their prophesied doom and destroy the Werewolves once and for all. In a life where all she has faced is rejection and torture, what will be her fate in this new world, her new identity and with the handsome but terrifying Emris Rune?

He had a crush on a girl, she was so gorgeous and she had everything a woman should have but he never expected her to be his mate. He didn't want a weak Luna and the girl he liked , he wanted a strong Luna who can handle his pack even without him . I, Damen, rejected Asteria as my mate, he looked into the gorgeous blue eyes of her and said heartlessly. Her blue eyes turned moist with hurt and disbelief. He rejected her but never knew that their mate bond was something special. In their past three lives they couldn't be together so they promised to be with each other in their next life and this life was their last chance ........ The truth was she was a long lost princess. Not only Damen was attracted to her but also a vampire.

The wind sliced through the trees like blades, sharp and bitter, and still Scarlett ran. Branches clawed at her arms, dirt clung to her feet, and moonlight flickered like dying embers through the towering black pines. But she didn't stop. She couldn't. Not when she felt him behind her-his scent thick in the air like ash and burning spice, curling into her lungs with every breath. Her uncle. Alpha Darius Gray. The name alone was poison in her mouth now. She leapt over a fallen log, knees burning, breath coming in shallow gasps. Her nightgown-once white, now torn and soaked in sweat-clung to her skin. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He was supposed to protect her. He was supposed to love her like a father, like blood. But Darius loved nothing but power. And now, he wanted her. For more than she could fathom. "Scarlett," his voice rolled through the forest like thunder, calm, steady, cruel. "You're making this harder than it has to be." She skidded to a halt near the edge of the ravine, boots sliding against loose stones. The dark chasm yawned beneath her, deep and deadly. The current roared far below-cold, sharp, promising freedom or death. Behind her, the shadows twisted, and he emerged. He didn't look like a monster. Not yet. Tall, lean, handsome in that carved, dangerous way that made most she-wolves go silent when he entered a room. But his beauty had always hidden the rot beneath. Jet black hair fell over his forehead, and his lips curved in a predator's smile. The moonlight bathed him in silver, making his eyes gleam gold. "You're trembling," he observed. She glared at him. "Because you're a sick bastard." A chuckle. "You used to call me uncle." "I was a child. I didn't know what monsters smelled like yet." Darius took a step closer, and Scarlett stiffened. Her wolf stirred inside her, restless, sensing the shift in dominance. But she fought the instinct to submit. That's what he wanted-to break her. "You think I don't see it?" His voice dropped, soft and coaxing. "You're not some fragile little girl anymore. You're blooming, Scarlett. Your body's changing. Your scent... gods, your scent is driving the males in the pack insane." "Then maybe you should lock them up," she spat. "Or is that part of your sick little fantasy too?" A flicker of something darker passed through his eyes, and for a moment, his smile slipped. "There's a reason I've kept you hidden all these years," he said. "You think it's because I'm cruel. But it was mercy, Scarlett. If the Council knew what you were becoming-what power, you carry in your blood-they'd kill you." "Maybe I'd rather die than be your plaything." He moved so fast, she barely had time to react. In a blink, he was inches from her. One hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back, forcing her to meet his burning gaze. "You belong to me," he growled. Scarlett's heart slammed against her ribs, but she didn't flinch. Didn't cry. Didn't beg. Instead, she smiled. Bloodied and fierce. "Then why are you afraid of me?" He froze. Her mark-the strange, ancient symbol etched into her back since birth-began to throb. Heat pulsed under her skin, racing through her veins like lightning. And for a second, she saw something flicker behind his golden eyes. Fear. "Let me go," she whispered, her voice laced with something old, something powerful. He did. She stumbled back a step, watching his hand tremble. His jaw clenched. "You're awakening," he murmured. "Too soon." "I don't belong to anyone," she said. "Then why did the Moon Goddess send you to me?" Scarlett's breath caught. "I've seen the visions," Darius continued, his voice lower now, seduction wrapped in prophecy. "You don't remember them yet, but I do. Every night. You and me. One bed. One pack. One throne." She felt sick. "That's not fate. That's a curse." His lips curved into something crueler. "You'll come to see it's the only path. I've already marked you. They just haven't seen it yet." Her fingers twitched. Her back ached. The mark-always silent-burned again, hotter now, like it was answering something in him. Or resisting. She took another step back toward the cliff's edge. "If you come any closer, I'll jump." He smiled again, unfazed. "Then I'll dive in after you." Her stomach twisted. "I'll die before I let you touch me again." And then the wind shifted. A new scent. Not Darius. Something wild. Cold. Electric. Scarlett's eyes widened. The scent tugged at something deep in her core-something ancient. She felt her wolf rise, curious, alert. Someone else was watching. Someone far from the pack's territory. Someone does not bound by its rules. A rogue. She didn't know how she knew-but her soul did. And the second their eyes met-silver against hers, somewhere in the trees, shadowed and still-everything changed. The air turned colder. Scarlett's breath hitched as her eyes scanned the shadows beyond the tree line. The forest had gone utterly still. No rustle. No chirp.