Es un caso de identidad equivocada, pero en ese momento, no me importó. Necesitaba un hombre. Alguien que borrara de mi piel el asqueroso rastro de mi ex mate. Después de su brutal rechazo, anhelaba unos brazos fuertes que me mantuvieran en pie, que calmaran el dolor de mi corazón sangrante. Aquella noche, nunca imaginé que el hombre que me quitó el dolor sería el mejor amigo de mi ex mate, el futuro Alfa de nuestra manada. El mujeriego despiadado del que todos susurran. Debí haberlo rechazado. Debí haberlo detenido. Pero ni loca. Su toque se sentía como salvación. Su boca sobre la mía quemaba cada rastro del pasado. Sus manos me reclamaban, su cuerpo me sujetaba, y en el momento en que me llenó, el mundo por fin volvió a sentirse correcto. Hasta que dejó de serlo. Semanas después, descubrí que estaba embarazada. El pánico me devoró entera. Huí lo más lejos posible del Alfa sin corazón que jamás aceptaría a una omega como su Luna. Pasaron cinco largos años. Cinco años escondiéndome con mis cachorros. Y entonces, él me encontró. Antes de que pudiera huir, me empujó contra la pared, encerrándome entre su cuerpo y la superficie fría. Sus ojos azules se clavaron en los míos, ardiendo con algo feroz. Su aliento cálido rozó mis labios, y solté un jadeo. “¿De verdad pensaste que podías escapar de mí?”, murmuró, con una sonrisa pecaminosa curvándose en su boca. Mi pulso retumbó. Estaba atrapada. Y esta vez… no sé si siquiera quiero escapar.

"The fate of the pack rests on your shoulders, you should know what to choose between your privilege and your duty to your pack!" *** "Well… hello mate," The Triplet Alphas said in unison and gestured to Astrid to join them on the bed. *** Following the mysterious death of the Triplet Alphas mate, they set out in search of another mate, encountering Astrid Thorpe, the beta daughter and heiress of Crystal Blood Pack. Offered as a form of tribute to Crimson Shadow Pack ruled by The Triplet Alphas Roshan, Aidan and Zale Ferguson, Astrid Thorpe has no other alternative than to dance to the tunes of three insatiable sex gods, as their supposed mates, with a contract of ownership between them.

Layla beendete ihre Beziehung mit ihrem Freund und beschloss, sich auf ihr eigenes Leben zu konzentrieren. Gleichzeitig plante sie, Geld zu sparen, um das Leben ihrer besten Freundin zu retten, die an einem chronischen Magengeschwür erkrankt war. Die einzige Möglichkeit, so viel Geld zu verdienen, bestand darin, sich bei der größten Filmfirma der Stadt zu bewerben – White Wolf. Layla bekam schließlich den Traumjob, den sie sich immer gewünscht hatte. Doch leider verlief nicht alles wie erhofft, nachdem sie in eine unangenehme Situation mit dem Präsidenten der Firma geraten war. Als sie kurz davor war, alles zu verlieren, machte ihr der Präsident ein unwiderstehliches Angebot: Sie sollte für zwei Monate seine Verlobte spielen und mit ihm zusammenleben. Da sie das Angebot nicht ablehnen konnte, nahm sie es an – es war ihre einzige Chance, den Job zu behalten und genug Geld für die Behandlung ihrer Freundin zu verdienen. Doch was sie nicht wusste: Es steckte mehr dahinter, als sie ahnte. Der Präsident verbarg ein Geheimnis – und Layla war der Schlüssel dazu.

"I want him!"She squealed, pointing a well manicured finger to the god of a man. There were gasps in the room as everyone gawked at the woman who dared to point a finger at the stranger. She obviously didn't know who he was, other wise, she wouldn't have dared to alter the words that came out of her mouth. "I said, I want him!" She repeated even louder than before. "Madam, I think you should sit down and continue your drink. You're digging your own grave!" The waiter whispered. "Oh shut the fuck up! I want him and I will get him!" She screamed again, ignoring the waiter's warning. Her loud voice finally got the attention of the mysterious man. He looked around him and noticed that the beautiful drunk woman was indeed pointing at him. "I said I want him! He is the host!" She was saying. A wicked smirk curled up the mysterious man's lips as he observed Aria. She would make a good meal for the night. "Go bring get me that woman." He whispered to one of his men. A devastated went to a bar to drink away her pains after she caught her fiance and her bestie on the bed. At that moment of her being drunk, she mistakenly took a tycoon CEO as a host to attend to her needs. Under the desperation to get away from her pains on what her fiance did to her. She had a hot night with the strange man under the influence of the alcohol she took. Just one night that change her life forever. What happens, when the stranger she thought to be a host want more than just a night with her.

"I said I own you!" He repeated sending shivers down her spine as she stood still, . His steps count closer to her like rocket taking off it landing "What should I do? He's getting closer" she whispered under her breath, perspiration forming on her head. The strange man seeing her turning into a nervous wreck smirked devilishly, approaching her, he said in a low voice " You're mine now, my little lamb" A desperate parent offered their daughter in exchange of their company. To saved them for going back to the street. Leaving the girl under the captivity of the tycoon Boss who's appears to be the devil himself No matter how far she tried to escape from his grips, she always found herself back in his hands. Will she accept her fate of being his mistress forever? Or will love prevail? And the hidden truth behind their love history be reveal? Find out!