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A young black girl with silver hair, who was raised by her loving mother until the age of 12, has been thrusted into the world of werewolves, on the account of her father being an Alpha. He only finds out about this daughter once her mother dies. But the strangest thing is, she has no wolf. She smells human, but she's definitely his. The alpha brought her to live with him, and during that time, they both discovered things about themselves that neither knew existed. She was never just "human," and his "mate" was never his to begin with. This human girl was, in fact, a long, foretold gift to the wovles and a destructive force on those who waged war on good.

Raven is the Unwanted Luna of the Moonvalley Pack. Not only was she an unwanted luna, but she is also Alpha Lorcan’s unwanted mate too.Lorcan only has one person in his heart and her name is Celia, the perfect Luna by standard. Not only is she kind and beautiful, but she also comes from a powerful bloodline too. What’s more interesting was Celia is Raven’s childhood best friend even though Raven is the complete opposite of Celia. Raven is nothing special. She did not come from a powerful bloodline. She is an introvert who had no friends aside from Celia, and an easy target for bullies.There was no doubt that Celia, Lorcan’s girlfriend whom he had been dating since high school would be his mate and the pack’s future Luna. However, fate plays a cruel joke when Raven finds out that her best friend’s boyfriend is actually her mate.Now, the whole pack hates her and her mate shuns her. Lorcan wants Celia to be his mate and the pack wants Celia as their Luna.The Moonvalley Pack seems to forget that there is only one real Luna.What will happen if Raven is pushed to her limits and decides to grant their wishes? Will Lorcan realize that Raven is the one for him all along or will Raven still remain as the Unwanted Luna of the pack?

"What the fuck was that?" I wake up to Eya quietly talking to Osric who is laying behind me holding me close with his hand rubbing my belly. "She's a Lycan born under the blood moon who knows where her abilities end," Embry answers from the other side of the room when I barely open my eyes enough to see we are in a room similar to home. "She shouldn't be able to control vampires or do anything like that. Did you watch her aura?" Eya's voice sounds genuinely concerned and shocked. Continue Raven's journey navigating the struggles of being Alpha of Wolf Creek with her mates Osric and Embry at her side. Raven is battling all the obstacles against her to do right by her people and bring her children safely into the world. The constant battle between pack and council members who don't believe in her, vampires who wish to take her power and threats unknown. Watch her take on each challenge with her twin sister Liliana, now the Luna of New Moon, keeping her grounded and focused. Liliana stands beside her mate Ryder to guide their pack forward from dark ages, and prove to not only be good leaders but strong allies to Raven and her mates. With enemies all around them will these twins survive losing again and again? Will the be able to rise and provide for their people or will they crumble and fall? Book one: Raven's Waking Dream Book two: Raven's Agony of Desire Book three: untitled and in the works

Nineteen year old Raven belongs in the Whitlock pack, but still without her wolf, she is constantly reminded and insulted for being different to everyone else. Raven is headstrong and always on the wrong side of the Luna and her old high school enemy, Violet. With only her family to defend her and a shaded past, Raven often questions everything about her life in the pack. But, when an old friend from her past tries to become close to her and with an uprising against the pack, Raven's whole world tears apart. But, this is just the beginning for Raven as it catapults her into her own journey of discovering the truth and mystery of who and what she will become.

From the moment she was born, Seraphina Grant was doomed to live a life without being loved. Her dad, the Alpha of the pack, said to her, "You owe Layla too much. Give her the Moonshadow Blade blessed by the Moon Goddess." Her mom, the Luna, asked her, "Are you really going to stand by and watch Layla die? We're just asking that you give her a bit of your life essence each day. You'll be fine." Later, Seraphina met Damien Norman. He swore that across lifetimes, whether as a wolf spirit or in human form, he would love only her. But later still, Damien told her, "Layla ended up like this because of you. Staying with her is my way of helping you atone." Even her son said, "I don't want you to be my mom. I want Aunt Layla!" In the end, every single one of them demanded that she give her life for her sister, Layla Grant. All because she belonged to the legendary Sunfire bloodline and possessed the power of Ember Rebirth. So Seraphina did what they wished and set her own life ablaze, not to trade it for Layla's, but to erase them all from her heart forever.

From the day I married Jason, I knew I was only a stand-in. He was heir to the vampire throne. I was nothing — the most forgettable daughter of a declining human noble family. The only reason he'd ever looked twice at me was this face. A face that happened to mirror Vicky's — his first love, already married to someone else. For three years after the wedding, I copied her carefully. I smiled whenever I saw him. He would touch my cheek, his eyes cold. “Vicky never smiled like that. Not to please someone.” To stay by his side, I got pregnant again and again — and lost each pregnancy, one after another, in the chill of his indifference. Three years of marriage. I had nothing left but scars. And still I would not let go. Until Vicky's divorce brought her back, and she came to the door herself. At a banquet, assassins struck. Jason's first instinct was to drop me and go to her. Nearly dying finally cleared my head. I signed the divorce papers myself and handed them to him. Later, after I finally walked away, Jason came looking for me — again and again. His eyes were blood-red, his voice unsteady. “Elena. I finally know. You're the one I love.” I just looked at him and smiled, calm. “Too late.”