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The Alpha's Mate

As an Omega, 17-year-old Sarah is used to being at the bottom of the pecking order, even in her new pack and new high school. But her usually-boring life changes when she turns 18. She expects to shift—and nothing happens. Now, as if being an Omega isn’t bad enough, Sarah is also human. But Sarah, to her surprise, soon finds her mate: in the pack’s handsome and compassionate Alpha. And the lowly Omega finds herself rocketing to the top of her pack’s status as the new Luna. Just as it seems that life is finally going her way, Sarah learns of a terrible betrayal that results in tragic death, exile, and upheaval of what should have been her storybook ending… Or does it? Sarah continues her journey, as she is put to the test with just how many life-shattering changes she can take. Will she live as an outcast? Or as the most respected member of her pack? Sarah joins forces with her trusted and true friend, Ayala. Together, they search for Ayala’s true mate, attempt to unlock her shifter powers, and fend off threats from the deadly Coello. Can they escape his mercenaries, Isaac and Regan? Or will Sarah and Ayala fall prey before they can find their true mates? Ayala, 18, has always been a hopeless romantic and a dreamer. After a whirlwind year, she’s ready to settle into her new life at the Santa Cruz tree house, with Jasper, Isaac, Regan, and the other members of the pack. When she suggests they host a bonfire, Jasper and the rest agree. It seems like a magical night. But when Ayala leans in to kiss Jasper, he backs away. She’s ready to give up on him as her mate when fate forces them into a cross-country road trip together. Soon, they learn they have more in common than they thought. Might he be her true mate after all?

Bella Lore · Kỳ huyễn
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199 Chs

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Eight

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHT

Clara and Zach arrive soon enough, and we all go careening up the mountain. With Clara behind the wheel, we get back to the house in record time. Orsina is sweating now, her breaths coming heavy and hard, and Zach has to help her out of the truck and into her room.

“Can you shift?” Clara asks her, gently lowering the laboring mother down into her bed. “It’s so much easier if you shift.”

“I think so,” Orsina says. She squeezes her eyes shut, holding her breath. It takes a few tries, but soon she’s a bear, curled up on top of the quilts in her bedroom.

“Perfect, perfect,” Clara coos. “There you go, mama bear.”

“Could that cause a problem for the baby?” Zach asks, hovering in the doorway. Clara asked him to bring towels, and he’s already brought twice as many as we’ll need, but he has yet another armful. I don’t even know where he’s getting them from, at this point. Even a mansion like this can only hold so many towels.