The Rival Alpha Claimed Me

Synopsis

The screech of metal on Interstate 95 was the requiem for my life in the previous timeline. When I opened my eyes in this new one, I was standing in the middle of the grand ballroom at the Plaza Hotel in Luxoria. The crystal chandelier was blindingly bright, far too bright to resemble the light of hell. And then I saw him. Kyle Carlyle. My moon-bound mate. The man I died for in the previous timeline. He was dressed in a custom Brioni suit, his steely gray-blue gaze full of impatience. A pack of Alpha wolves from Cleshire's finance world surrounded him, their whiskey glasses glinting with insincere shine. "Claire Winston?" Kyle's voice cut through the noise of the music. "She's just a fool driven by hormones. No matter what I do, her damn wolf instincts will always make her crawl back." Their laughter was like blades. My inner wolf woke up in that instant. Not with a broken heart, but with pure, cold rage. The Alphas of Luxoria always forgot that the women of the Winston family had teeth sharper than diamonds.