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When Kya meets her mate at her first Howling, the attraction is immediate and irresistible. Handsome Alpha Damien promises a life of power, privilege, and sexual delights. But Damien’s father Desmond has an old secret grudge that threatens to destroy their bliss. As Kya learns more about her own family history, she starts to realize she may be in over her head.

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Assault, Violent Death)


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When Kya meets her mate at her first Howling, the attraction is immediate and irresistible. Handsome Alpha Damien promises a life of power, privilege, and sexual delights. But Damien’s father Desmond has an old secret grudge that threatens to destroy their bliss. As Kya learns more about her own family history, she starts to realize she may be in over her head.

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Assault, Violent Death)

Original Author: SamiJaneStories


Ugh, it’s too bright.

I pull the blanket up over my head, shielding my eyes from the sun rays flooding in through my window.

I feel peace here in the moments before I have to be fully awake. I remember the dream I was having.

I was standing beside a lake, staring at a man looking down at the water. He was naked, and he was beautiful. He turned to look at me and smirked.

Then the sun shone in my face, and I woke up, frustrated that I didn’t get to see what happened next. I’d had this dream before, more than once, and I always woke up at the same part.

Suddenly, I hear the piercing tone of my alarm on my phone.


I fling the blanket off myself to get up and get ready for the day. Then I remember why I had my alarm set in the first place.

The Howling is tonight! I could meet him. I hope I get to meet him.

Every unmated were for miles is going to be there. All of us are hoping to find our mates. This will be my first year, and I’m hopeful it will happen for me.

Every year, all unmated weres convene for the Howling. We howl into the sky and hope to hear our mates call to us. Then our eyes are supposed to meet, and we know.

The alpha is meant to lead us, but no one knows if he will this year.

The position was handed down to the next in line, and no one knew if he would do it. No one even knows what he looks like.

My friends have been speculating since the handover was announced.

“What if I were the alpha’s mate? You’d all have to call me your luna.”

“Oh gods, what if he’s ugly?”

“He can’t be too bad looking if he’s Alpha Desmond’s son.”

Alpha Desmond is my friend’s definition of the word sexy. He’s in his late forties, but he doesn’t look it. He’s tall at six-foot-three, has black hair and stubble, beautiful golden eyes, and a strong jaw.

Most women who see him can’t help but dream about him. I don’t see what the fuss was about, but then I never did.

No one has seen his son. The alphas keep their lives private where they can. Although how they’d kept their lives so private was a mystery to me.

People are always coming and going from the pack house, but no one could tell anyone what the next in line looks like, or even his name.

I’ve always thought that that’s probably a good thing. Everyone should have a private place, and no one should be dragged into the limelight.

I don’t really care what he looks like, or anything. The chances of being the alpha’s mate are pretty slim.

Shit. I’m going to be late, I think as I glance at my watch and realize I’ve been thinking too much and zoned out.

I bolt to the bathroom to shower and get ready.


“Do I seriously have to do this?” I ask, hopeful that my beta, Brodie, won’t give me the horrible news that I have to start off the Howling tonight.

“Yeah, bro, you do. You know if you don’t, your dad will drag you down to the woods by your ears.”

He isn’t wrong. My dad had already said I don’t have a choice. The alpha has to be the one to kick it off. It’s tradition, and weres love their traditions.

This wasn’t my first time, but it’d be my first time leading the Howl.

It’s not like she will be there. She hasn’t been yet, and it’s been three years.

I keep the thought to myself. If Brodie hears me say that shit, he’ll go into his story about mating with Alyssa.

He found his mate his first Howling. He said he could tell which howl was hers and that when their eyes met, it felt like sparks under his skin.

“There’s always a chance, man!” Brodie says while looking at me like he can read my mind and see the doubt in there.

“Fine, I’ll go,” I say, giving up before this ends up being an argument. I’m not in the mood for one of those this afternoon.

It’s only a few hours till it starts, and I already just want it over with.


It starts in half an hour.

I grin to myself, thinking hopefully that I’ll meet him.

“Kya.” I hear him from behind me and hear footsteps catching up to me. My stepbrother Reed.

He’s tall at six feet, and he’s got copper brown hair and green eyes. He’s fit, but it’s not obvious.

Shit, I forgot he’s coming too!

I cringe when I realize Reed isn’t mated. He’s going to be there too, and we have to get naked and shift.

“Umm, hi, Reed,” I say awkwardly as I blush crimson.

“You’re freaking out, aren’t you?” He looks at me sideways and smirks.

“Umm, I wasn’t. Then I realized you’ll be there when I have to strip and shift. Now I’m freaking out.”

“You’ll be fine. We’re weres. You get used to being naked around each other. It doesn’t have to be awkward or whatever,” he says, smirking and laughing to himself a little.

“Reed, you’re my brother, and I have to strip naked in front of you—and everyone else we know who isn’t mated—and shift.

“I don’t want to see your bits, and I sure as hell don’t want you seeing mine; it’s literally the last thing I want to happen,” I blurt out like I have no brain-to-mouth filter.

I hear him laugh out loud at me.

“Oh gods Ky, if you’re so worried, just shift behind a tree and come out already shifted,” he says, laughing at my obvious discomfort.

Shit. Why didn’t I think of that?

I mentally face-palm.

“I…um… didn’t actually think of that,” I say. I shrug and try to look like I don’t feel like an idiot.

We walk in silence for a bit. Then I check my watch.

Fuck, it starts in five minutes.

Reed notices my eyes go wide, grabs my wrist, and sees why.

“Fuck, we’ll have to run for it,” he says, right before he starts running into the woods. I’m close behind him.

I can see the clearing up ahead. I see that there are a few wolves already shifted and waiting patiently, so I veer off and strip behind a bush.

I breathe slowly and shift. I embrace the breeze through my fur for a second, enjoying the feeling of the wind, before I turn and walk over to the clearing.

I’m at the edge of the group. I tried to be as far away from Reed as possible. Looking around, I see him on the other side of the clearing, already shifted into his copper-colored wolf form.

Then, as I look around some more, I see a huge wolf coming from the darkness of the woods. He’s pitch black, and his eyes glow golden.

He strides into the clearing and walks to the center of the group. Everyone’s eyes are on this massive black wolf.

He must be the new alpha.

He nods for everyone to see, then lifts his head and howls into the sky, calling for his mate. Everyone does the same.

His howl compels me to howl back to him. He hears me and looks straight at me.

I meet his eyes, and I can hear my wolf squealing excitedly inside my mind.

It’s him, it’s him, mate, follow him. Have to meet him, mate him.

He nods his head toward the woods telling me to follow him, so I do.

He takes off running, so I chase. He’s fast. Really damn fast. I’m quick, but it’s taking everything I have to stay on his heels.

We come to a big clearing with a lake and a waterfall. If I wasn’t looking at it, I probably wouldn’t have believed it could be out here. I can see the moon shining on the water and feel the breeze.

He strides to the edge of the water and looks down. He shifts while facing the water. I can see every muscle in his back pulse. Then he turns his head and smirks at me.

Like in my dream.

“Shift,” he says, and he’s clearly not asking. He turns his head back to the water.

I walk toward him slowly and stop a few steps away, and I shift.


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He turns to face me. My hands are covering my body as best I can, and I don’t want to look him in the eye.

“You don’t need to cover yourself; you’re my mate. I want to see all of you,” he says, and it almost sounds like he’s asking.

I think about it.

Fuck it. He IS my mate, after all.

I slowly drop my hands.

“Whoa,” I hear him mutter under his breath. I look up to meet his eyes and see him eyeing my body. Lust shows in his eyes clearly, unabashedly.

“I take it you approve,” I say with more confidence than I feel right now.

“You’re beautiful,” he says, his voice sounding stunned.

The way he looks at me, I want him to touch me. I want to feel his hands on me more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

He’s beautiful.

He’s six-two, and his hair is pitch black. His eyes are still gold, and they’re looking over every inch of my body hungrily, making my cheeks burn and making me pulse between my legs.

He’s covered in muscles, and they’re currently flexing or throbbing from the run.

He steps toward me and runs his hand down my arm. My skin is heating under his touch, feeling like there are sparks under my skin wherever he touches me.

He reaches for my hand and intertwines our fingers. He pulls me toward the water, and I follow. I want to see what he’s going to do.

He guides me to a part of the lake where I’m chest-deep.


I can hear her. It’s her.

I look around, searching for the one. I meet her eyes across the clearing. They’re glowing emerald green and shining at me. Her wolf is beautiful—long, deep brown fur and white paws.

My inner wolf is half groaning in my head at the sight of her.

It’s her. She’s so beautiful. We have to claim her. Have to mate her. Want her, now.

My wolf and I agree.

I nod to the woods and take off, hoping to the gods she follows me. I can hear her following me.

Good, keep going, baby, not much further.

I get to the clearing and walk to the edge of the water to shift. I shift and turn my head to see her.

She hasn’t shifted. She’s just looking at me, curious. I smirk and ask her to shift.

I hear her shift behind me and turn to see her fully. She’s covering herself like she’s afraid I’ll see her.

“You don’t need to cover yourself. You’re my mate; I want to see all of you.” I feel like I need to see her, all of her. I want to touch her.

She looks down and uncovers herself.

Fuck. She’s so beautiful.

“Whoa,” I hear myself say without meaning to.

She’s so beautiful. Her eyes stay the emerald green, looking at me hungrily. I can tell she wants to touch me as much as I want to touch her.

Her skin is pale in the moonlight, and her hair is the same beautiful dark chocolate color as her fur in wolf form.

“I take it you approve,” she says quietly but confidently.

Didn’t expect that.

Wanna touch her. Have to. Take her to the water. Have to feel her.

I agree with my wolf.

“You’re beautiful,” I say to her. And I mean it.

I step toward her and run my hand down her arm. It’s like sparks in my hand. I wonder what that’d feel like all over me. I intertwine my fingers with hers and pull her toward the water.

Maybe if she’s in the water, she won’t look so shy about her body.

I guide her to where the water hits just above her breasts, and she looks like she’s breathing easier now that she’s a little concealed.

I move my hands to hold her face as I lean in to kiss her, just to see if she’s going to let me.

Please, don’t slap me!

She doesn’t. She kisses me back, her hands moving to my ribs and pulling on me slightly, pulling me to her.

Did not expect that at all. She looks so timid.

All I feel is need for her. I deepen the kiss, moving my hands down her body, down her sides, and grip her ass in my hands. I grasp it and pull her against me in the water.

I kiss my way down her jaw to her neck, licking and kissing the soft spot on her neck—the spot where I’ll mark her. I can see it driving her further, making her want me.

She throws her head back as I lick that spot, moaning into the sky as I feel her lift her leg and wrap it around my hip. I groan into her neck. All I want is to keep going, to hold her closer.

I run my hand down her body, moving my hand between her legs. I rub my palm against her. Even underwater, I can feel the warmth between her legs. I can tell she’s enjoying this.

“Stop, we can’t do this. Not here. Not now. It can’t happen this way.”

She pushes me away and stands there, looking down for a moment. She looks like she has something she needs to say, but she doesn’t know if she can say it. Like she’s ashamed.

“Whatever you have to say, you can say, it’ll be okay,” I say, trying to get her to talk.


“I haven’t done this before,” I say, hoping he will understand my meaning.

“Haven’t done what?” He looks curious but concerned.

“Any of it… I’ve never actually… been touched… by anyone… Ever.”

I look up in time to see the spark of realization hit his eyes. They go wide, and he opens his mouth like he’s going to talk, but nothing’s coming out.

“You’re a virgin?” he asks me quietly.

I just nod and try not to look at him. I feel the water move around us as he steps toward me. He wraps me in his arms. I lay my head on his chest, and I hear his heart beating fast.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. I’m one too. Not that I haven’t done anything, but I haven’t done that. I was saving it… for you.”

I feel my eyes watering, and my heart tightens. I hug him closer.

“What’s your name?” I ask as I look up to see his face.

“I’m Damien… What’s yours, beautiful?”


He smiles down at me. “Hello, Kya.”

“So what happens now?” I ask.

“Well, you can come home with me, and we can get to know each other, or we can meet up tomorrow.” He looks down at me hopefully. Like he hopes I go with him, and not home.

“Okay,” I shrug.

“Okay, as in you’re coming home with me, or okay, as in you’ll see me tomorrow?” I can see the caution on his face. In this moment, looking into his eyes, I can’t picture leaving him.

I want to spend more time with him, around him. I don’t want it to be over yet.

“Okay, I’ll come home with you,” I say, looking up at him.

I can see the triumph and happiness on his face. His eyes are like Christmas morning, and his smile is huge. In one answer, I made him so happy, and I can’t help but smile at him as well.


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Age Rating: 18+

Note: This story is the authror’s original version and does not have sound.

Lupus Paulo

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Age Rating: 18+

Wolf Whisperer

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Age Rating: 18+

Note: this story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.

Her Light

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Age Rating: 16+

Note: This story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.

Seeking Happiness

Chris Anderson is a well-known businessman and, unknown to his human business associates, an Alpha who’s been kept busy fighting off attacks from rogue packs. Jolena is excited to leave her job as a waitress to become a personal assistant to Mr. Anderson, but his behavior upon meeting her leaves them both equally bewildered and thrilled. When Chris figures out what’s going on, will he be able to convince Jolena to be his mate for life?

Age Rating: 18+

Bad Boy Alphas Series


I’m a lone wolf, and I like it that way. Banished from my birth pack after a bloodbath, I never wanted a mate.

Then I meet Kylie. My temptation. We’re trapped in an elevator together, and her panic almost makes her pass out in my arms. She’s strong, but broken. And she’s hiding something.

My wolf wants to claim her. But she’s human, and her delicate flesh won’t survive a wolf’s mark.

I’m too dangerous. I should stay away. But when I discover she’s the hacker who nearly took down my company, I demand she submit to my punishment. And she will.

Kylie belongs to me.

Falling for Storm

Amara is a bit of a loser—in her opinion anyway. But then she meets Dakota, a badass chick who introduces Amara to Storm. He’s her handsome-as-hell brother who owns a local bar. Little does Amara know that they’re both werewolves…and she’s about to enter a world of danger, mystery, and potential tragedy.

Age Rating: 18+

Note: This story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.

Alpha Landon

Althea and Landon have been best friends since they were children. Now that they’ve grown up, Althea is developing feelings for Landon, but he’s about to become the alpha of the Power Pack. And neither of their families wants them to be together. Will Althea be able to express how she feels before her family has mated her off to someone else? And when Landon becomes the alpha, will he return Althea’s feelings or will he have changed too much?

Age Rating: 18+

Disclaimer: Please note that this story is not directly connected to Stolen by the Alpha, which is an immersive and reimagined adaptation of Alpha Kaden. This story is part of the author’s original version of the Alpha Series, and you can enjoy it as a standalone story!

Note: This story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.