LOGINAnna has lived in the shadows of abuse her whole life. Being the lowest rank in the werewolf world, Omega, she doesn't even have the courage to fight back. But when the son of the alpha tries to force himself upon her in the middle of a rainy night, the roar of a beast shook the hearts of everyone. Surprisingly, the beast turns out to be her savior as well as a merciless ruler of the Heaven City, Adrian Wilds, whose influence is not less than of a king among the shifters. Her heart craves his closeness, and he, without any mercy gives it to her. As Anna tries to fight this strange, undeniable pull between the strongest and the weakest of the pack, the thing she doesn't know is that the man she is trying to resist the closeness with is the one destined for her. Even if it was not written in their destinies, Adrian had claimed her as his own long before she even knew he existed. And while discovering the truths behind the lies she has been told for years, the culprit behind all her misery turns out to be the one she gave herself to completely, body and soul. Will the delicate omega run away, or will there be a new heart in her chest seeking vengeance?
View MoreAnd with that, a panic spread through the group of five around her. They were smug and laughing at her just a second ago, and now they were silently looking around for the source of the danger. They knew it was not a random beast.The wolf in their chests was the source of their power. In the werewolf world, they had a hierarchy. Climbing upwards from an Omega to a pack member, to beta, and the highest of them all, their ruler- An Alpha.
The thunder of the pouring sky rumbled under the wet, muddy grounds, and shook the legs of the girl dashing through the woods. Cuts were covering her body, some were from the branches that blocked her way, while some were the old wounds that never even got the chance to heal.Her legs hurt along with the rest of her body but she could not dare to stop. There was a deep gash, showing the assault of three claws covering the side of her waist, making the ripped, bloody cloth of her dirty, brown dress hang poorly, showing her underwear that she desperately tried to hide by clutching it at the side with her thin, delica





