Daisy Swift

I never planned to set foot in another Pack's territory again. However—wounded werewolves, critical condition.
The moment I walked into Silverback territory, my carefully constructed life imploded. One look at Alpha Ethan Silverback and my wolf Mercy went wild. Mate! The one word that changes everything for our kind.
Now I'm trapped in a medical center sabotaged from within, fighting to save warriors while dodging the advances of a possessive Alpha from my past. Ethan offers protection, respect for my medical skills, and a connection I can't deny—but whether accepting means surrendering the independence I've fought for.
As Pack Wars escalate and betrayal strikes at the heart of Silverback, I'm forced to choose: the freedom I've always cherished or the mate bond that could save us all.
Being a doctor taught me to heal others. Being Ethan's mate is teaching me to heal myself...

Five years. Five years I gave everything to Paxton Sterling—my heart, my body, my wolf's soul. I built his empire as Chief Strategy Officer while wearing his mark like a badge of honor.
Then she came back.
Layla—my pure-blooded half-sister with her perfect smile and poison tongue. Within days of her return from Europe, Paxton was ready to throw me away like yesterday's news.
"I want to sever our bond, Freya. Lyra is my true mate."
Wrong move, Alpha.
He thinks I'm just another submissive mate who'll quietly disappear. He's forgotten I'm a mixed-blood Alpha who's been playing nice for far too long. While he's busy playing house with my backstabbing sister, Lucas Morgan—the most dangerous Alpha in the territory—is making me an offer I can't refuse.
Paxton wants to discard me? Fine.
But he's about to learn that some women don't just walk away—they burn everything down on their way out.
I'm done being the good girl. Done being the perfect mate. Done hiding what I really am.

My name is Madison Wells, and I thought my boyfriend loved me.
He was drugging me at parties.
Assaulting me while I was unconscious.
Planning to steal my twenty-million-dollar trust fund through marriage and pregnancy.
My roommate was helping him.
For two years, I lived a lie.
But Connor Mitchell made one fatal mistake—he told me I was carrying his child.
The DNA test said otherwise. The real father? The man who'd been secretly protecting me all along.
When I discovered the truth, I didn't run. I didn't hide. I didn't break down.
I planned.

My name is Lisa Morgan, and I was a real estate agent in Austin, Texas.
Three days ago, I died at my own desk—working on client files for my husband Mark until my heart simply stopped beating.
When my soul awakened, I thought the most painful thing would be seeing my own cold body sprawled across those Henderson Ranch portfolios.
Until I saw Mark passionately kissing our young assistant, Jessica Blair.
Until I heard him introduce her as his "angel investor," claiming her $150,000 had saved the company from bankruptcy.
That was my money. Every last penny I'd sacrificed—my savings, my retirement fund, years of client commissions—all of it liquidated to save his failing business.
Years of marriage, a lifetime of savings, an unborn child, even my grandmother's heirloom brooch—Jessica intended to claim every last piece for herself.
When the truth spreads like wildfire through Texas business circles, when my former clients rise as one to seek justice for me, when Mark finally understands what he has destroyed with his own hands—
It's already too late.
When you have true love, cherish it. Because once it's lost, no amount of tears can bring it back.

Sarah Miller once believed that love meant unconditional support—abandoning her nursing degree, working double shifts in the ER, using her own blood and sweat to fund her husband's coding dreams. She thought when Jake's dating app hit one million downloads, they'd finally taste the fruits of their shared struggle.
But success didn't bring gratitude. It brought shame.
When Jake began demanding a "low-key marriage," when his LinkedIn profile read "Single," when he denied having a family on national television, Sarah realized she was no longer a wife—she was a stain on his success story that needed to be hidden.
The moment their daughter Emma was dismissed as "the help's kid," Sarah understood a brutal truth: some people lose themselves when they gain everything, while others find themselves when they lose it all.
In a small-town Oregon hospital, the moment Sarah put her nurse's uniform back on, she didn't just restart her career—she redefined what real success looks like.

"They took eight years of my life, destroyed my family, and buried the truth under a mountain of lies. I walked out of Riverside State Penitentiary with nothing but a canvas bag and a marriage contract to a man in a coma—my last desperate chance at revenge.
But some sleeping princes aren't as helpless as they seem. And sometimes, the most beautiful love stories begin with the darkest plans for vengeance.
Justice may sleep, but it never dies. And when it awakens... it changes everything."