Shadowpines Fated Mates Chronicles

I didn’t know what the Moon Goddess has in store for me… But when it comes to him, I know that there is only one logical choice. As a warrior for the Moon Goddess, I have lived for battle. I am finally sent out on a mission where I would be able to prove myself. But I didn’t know how much this man would end up driving me crazy. Alexander Walker, a fierce warrior with a bounty on his head. I didn’t expect to learn the truth of why I am connected to him. I needed to hide it at all costs…

After being sent to the Dragon King to produce his heir…I didn’t expect him to be so kind to me. I’m only human, but I have been given the biggest opportunity to make a life for myself. If I give birth to his heir, I will be free… But maybe I don’t want to go. Mason Dragonheart, the Dragon King and a beautiful man. With the body of a god, I can’t help but want him. Although we are connected in marriage, I feel something deeper.

I had to marry him to save my kingdom… Now, who is going to save me from him? I have been through a lot in my life as a Princess. I wanted to live just a normal life and do the things that I want to do. Unfortunately, life would not go the way I wanted it to when the war began. Carter, the King of the Wastelands. A brute in every sense and someone who has no feelings.

I ran away for a reason to gain my freedom. Now because of him, I am now a prisoner. As the princess, I am tired of being tossed aside like I do not matter. So, to do what I needed to do, I left, wanting to give myself a better life. But then I was captured by Rogues and brought to him. Mateo, the Rogue Alpha who has been attacking my kingdom, a handsome man who has shown no mercy. My fated mate. I don’t know what to do about him, I don’t know if he can be trusted.

Finding my fated mate was not on my to-do list. But when he walked into my life, I didn’t know what to do. As a bar owner, I come face-to-face with some interesting people. Rogues try to roughen everything up even though I don’t let them go too far. But when it gets out of hand, I don’t expect a certain someone to come into the picture. Orson, the pack leader. A big, burly bear-shifter who is as cold as ice and looks at me like he doesn’t want to be my mate at all. I don’t know what is going through his head.