Is There A Sequel To 'The Daughter They Left To Die'?

Despite being the Alpha’s firstborn, Emily is mostly ignored by everyone in her family and pack. She’s given up on finding her mate and never expects to escape her dreary life until one fateful night when her mate shows up. He’s not what she expected, and if the rumors are true her life with him would be even bleaker than her current life, but she decides to find out for herself what kind of mate she was given.

***Sequel to His Blood Moon Queen*** It has been twenty-four years since Dominic and Athena Thunders lost their first born and only daughter to an overlooked enemy, from the rogue pack they defeated, then known as the Night Crawlers. Since then, Athena and Dominic had three sons all handsome, but they longed for their sister to be found alive or dead; their parents needed closure. Athena and Dominic lead Blood Moon to every victory and every loss; their love burned bright despite the loss of their daughter Zephyra; they searched everywhere in the hopes that they would find their lost daughter and bring her home… but have they searched everywhere? Across the globe in the city of Mexico, life was different for a girl named Zephyra. Trained to be an assassin from a young age, Zephyra is given the opportunity to leave Mexico and the task to kill the Alpha and Luna of Blood Moon Pack, so, what happens when the moon goddess plays her card of twisted fate for you to find your mate, and everything starts to change. What happens when you find out that your whole life has been a lie? What would you do if you found out that you were raised to kill the very people that brought you into this world? What would you do if you found out you are the lost daughter of the blood moon pack?

She risked her life to save her husband. But when she opened her eyes… he had already left her behind. Her face was ruined. Her marriage was over. And the child she gave birth to… was not the one his family wanted. They thought her life was finished. They were wrong. Because the woman they cast aside… will return. Not as the abandoned wife— but as the nightmare that will make them regret everything.

Ten years after my wealthy family took me back, I died in the rental house my billionaire parents had dumped me in. My son was three. Just to mess with me, the kidnapper gave me three chances to call for help. If even one person was willing to come see me, he'd spare my child. The first call was to my father, the man who'd spent fifteen years searching for me. He was busy directing the staff as they set up my adoptive sister's birthday party. When he picked up, he barked, "Estelle Emerson, seriously? Can you go one week without causing a scene? It's your sister's birthday. I'm busy. Don't kill the vibe." The second call was to my mother, the woman who brought me home and changed my name from Dixie to Estelle. But Vera snatched the phone and laughed so hard she could barely get the words out. "Estelle, seriously? If you're gonna make something up, at least make it believable. You look so broke you probably don't even have fifty bucks. What kidnapper would pick you?" The third time, I called Luca's father, my legal husband. He said he was in a meeting and didn't have time to play games with me. He also said that if I behaved myself, he'd agree to take me home for dinner next week. After the final call ended, I looked at the grinning kidnapper in despair and sent the last two messages of my life. A photo of myself covered in blood. And a short message, every word sincere. [I'm really going to die. In my next life, don't bring me home.]

After fifteen years away, I was finally brought back to the DeLuca family. I thought I was returning to my real home. Instead, I walked into a house where the adopted daughter wanted me dead, my father treated me like a burden, and my brothers would rather watch me bleed than make her cry. On my first day back, she set dogs on me. That night, I was dragged to the top of the observatory and forced to apologize to her. When I fell from the tower covered in blood, they still called me a liar. Because in the DeLuca family, I may have been the real daughter by blood— but she was the daughter they loved. She thought she could bully me, poison me, and freeze me to death without consequence. She was wrong. Because the night I nearly died, my mother finally chose me—and turned a gun on the whole DeLuca family.

In my last life, I was kidnapped alongside the fake heiress, Lilith Howe, at the same time. My father, the richest man in the country, claimed he had to prove his impartiality. Without a second thought, he told the police to rescue Lilith first and refused to pay a ransom for me. In front of the cameras, he declared with solemn conviction, "A daughter of the Howes must have backbone. We will never give in to criminals!" Lilith returned without a single scratch, and the internet crowned her a miracle girl. Meanwhile, I was killed by the kidnappers. There was barely anything left of me to bury. As my soul hovered above the scene, I watched my brother sneer at what little remained. "Good," he said. "At least she won't come back and be an eyesore to Lilith. We'll finally have some peace in the house." When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the exact moment the kidnappers called with their demands. A knife was pressed against my throat. On the other end of the line, my father's voice was just as cold, just as absolute. "I'm not choosing. My money belongs to charity. If she's a Howe, she should be ready to sacrifice for the family." I laughed. If he was willing to destroy his own flesh and blood for the sake of so-called honor, then this time, I would grant them a reunion in hell!