Happily Ever Alpha

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Arya has lost everything... her clothes, her jewels, her home, and even her beloved parents - all gone in the blink of an eye. To go from the fancy tearooms of London, to an old farm in the country was hard enough, but then she finds herself caught between two men who are intent on destroying each other.

The handsome Lucas sweeps in at her weakest moment, showing her incredible kindness and compassion. He's strong, hardworking, and gentle; everything she ever wanted in a man.

That is, until she meets the sinfully sexy Kellan.


Arya begins to feel a mysterious pull toward the darkness of the forest, despite her family warning her to stay far away. Still, as much as she tries to resist, the call is too powerful to ignore, and she finds herself caught in a mysterious maze that leads her to the most unexpected of places, and to a man unlike any other.

Kellan. He is a natural born fighter, a man of mystery, with the promise of forever on his lips. A man who claims to be her one true mate, her destiny.

Determined not to let some silly idea of fate decide her future, Arya makes it clear that she is in control of her own life. She will be the one to decide which path to take, even at the cost of war.

Book Info

  • Original Title:Happily Ever Alpha
  • Author:
  • Rating:8.06 / 10
  • Genre:Romance
  • Language:English
  • ISBN:-
  • ASIN:B01NBNADYI
  • Publisher:Published December 21st 2016

Content

Chapter One

The rain was falling softly, like a cloudy mist, coating Arya’s thin black dress in a sheet of moisture. She barely felt the cold, as she stood in the grass, her spine rigid as the priest’s voice droned on and on, reciting the funeral rites. Her eyes remained fixed on the two wooden caskets that sat next to the freshly dug graves, and she wondered how it was possible that she felt nothing at all. No anger, sadness, fear, or regret. She had loved her parents dearly, and their deaths had been painful, unexpected and unfair. Shouldn’t she feel something? Yet all she felt was numb, as though she was nothing more than a spectator at a stranger’s funeral, rather than the burial of her beloved parents.

When the rebels had taken control of her family estate, she had felt something then. The terror and rage had ripped through her like jagged shards of glass, as the rebels broke through the heavy oak doors of her home, and as they&r...

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