What Is Rafe'S Motive In Uncharted?

Every girl at the age of eighteen, if left unmated, is forcibly volunteered for the Alphas Hunt. Hazel is no exception and also the only one who sees it, not as a chance to find a strong Alpha to take care of her, but rather as a ceremony that strips you of your free will and sends you out into the woods to be hunted like a deer. If she is claimed, she will be His. If she is not, she will return home in shame and be shunned from her pack. Hazel knows the ways of the Alphas, being the daughter of a Beta, but what she doesn't count on is the presence of the Lycan King. The leader of all is participating in his first-ever hunt, and she is his prey. ***Warning: This book contains a LOT of mature content such as strong language, explicit s*x scenes, Consensual & non-consensual BDSM, etc.***

Sloane McKenna, the Alpha’s daughter, has always had high standards to live up to. When her parents announce that other packs will be arriving soon with their champions, intending to compete for her hand, she runs. Little did she know she would be running right into the arms of the devilishly attractive Rogue Alpha. Greyson Knight, The Rogue Alpha, thought life couldn’t get any better. He had proven himself to be the most feared and respected wolf there ever was. When the beautiful woman he had been dreaming about since their first run-in as kids comes back into his life, he refuses to let her go and is willing to take down anyone who gets in his way of claiming what is his.

His hand gripped the waistband of her drawers, but Celia’s small hand grabbed his before he could pull it down. “Xavier please...” Xavier shook his head, stepping even closer. “That’s exactly how you had begged me that day...you had laid so vulnerable in my bed, looking like a ball of perfection. You remember it, don’t you?” Celia’s eyes glanced away from him as she nodded. “Yes...” “Then how could you really believe that I’d let anybody else see you naked? You became mine that very day.” He leant down, his lips resting in the crook of her neck. “You need to behave though, be a good girl...can you do that?” Celia nodded again, the closeness of his proximity driving her mad. “Yeah.” “Then let go of my hand.” - Celia Cobourne betrayed her pack in aid of being with him; her one true mate, and yet instead of accepting, he abandoned her. She deserved it though, didn't she? She was already branded, she was already used...and futhermore, what would an alpha king really do with a Rogue...? _ Xavier Macre or Rather Kaheel Macre as he came to know, ranked up from a rogue to an Alpha King after finding his real parents...he had stepped on many people for revenge and revenge got him on the throne he now sat on... But with nothing but a throne and a crown, what joy would he have? Could he go back to his mate? The rogue one, the stepping stool that brought him where he was today? Or should he try to get with her twin sister...the happily mated one...the one that stole his heart, then broke it for his brother? BOOK 2 IN THE UNWANTED SERIES

Being a She-Rogue is unheard of, and being an Alpha of Rogues is not accepted and is shunned by all werewolf packs. Evelyn Skylar fits into the role of an Alpha perfectly. No one can challenge her openly and win a fight. Her pack is framed as Rogues and Assassins by the High Council of the Werewolf community. Determined to achieve revenge against her enemies and redeem her pack's name, she embarks on a journey to uncover the main culprit in front of the werewolf committee. There is no time for finding a Mate in her Life, Evelyn has one purpose...REVENGE. Alpha Ryan Snyder - Evelyn's mate, does not take "NO" for an answer and harbors a deep hatred for rogues. What happens when his mate does not bow down to him and makes him stand on his toes trying to find her? She was a mystery that he feels compelled to solve all the while safegaurding his pack from threats of renegades. Driven by his instincts, Ryan is determined to uncover the true woman beneath her cold exterior. At the same time, he must address a dangerous menace that poses a threat to all the packs in the neighboring territories.

He is a demon! He is ruthless! He is bloodthirsty! He sold his heart to the devil! These were the words you would hear when you asked who the rogue alpha was. Kane Miller was the formidable rogue alpha who had built his empire on the blood of his enemies. His pack was made of only the strongest of warriors, as he believed the weak shouldn’t survive, and all he aimed to do was conquer and destroy. He wasn’t a small name in the human world either, as he was one of the feared mafia that deals in the sales and distribution of ammunition. He had gotten a contract to raid one of the packs, killing and burning everything to the ground until he heard the cries of his mate. Kane was distraught to learn of his mate and couldn’t come to terms with it. He decided that sending her out of the country was the best decision. Seven years have passed, and Ariel was set to return to the place she had known as home, but that was only the beginning of her problem. She has lived all her life believing she was a human, but hell seemed to let loose when she found out the truth and that everything she had known about herself was a lie. Ariel’s return is marked by lies and untold pain that threaten to tear them apart. How much can she endure for love, or will she be able to love her father’s killer?

Vampires, I'd never seen one up close before. That is, until one tried to kill me. But he saved me, the Reaver Raphael. I know I'm only Human, but the more I learn of him, the more intrigued I become. He scares me, much more than I'd ever admit. My instincts scream at me to run. I know he's one of the four brothers who control the Underworld. I know he kills people without warning or trigger. I know the other Supernaturals fear him, and I know what he says goes… period. Yet, I find myself drawn to him, my fear tempered by a morbid curiosity. Being around someone as powerful as Raphael is daunting, yet every time I'm near him, I feel a swarm of butterflies in my stomach. But I'm aware of the danger. I've studied the Reavers, and I know their charm is designed to lure you in. Raphael doesn't even have to try… he exudes an effortless allure that draws me, and everyone else, to him. I know I should run, I want to run. But I'm frozen in place, and the warning signs only seem to heighten the allure. I've danced with danger for too long, but playing with fire has never felt so satisfying. That was, until I woke up in a strange place, surrounded by an unsettling array of supernatural creatures. Reality hit me like a slap in the face. And it's in this moment that I regret ever pursuing the man in the silver suit, who meets me in the diner... I've read enough love stories to know that love could be a fatal flaw, or a mans greatest strength. Could I be his? Or would our love become a fatal collision course from which neither of us would escape?