An Alpha Wolf who needs a wife to keep running his pack teams up with a matchmaker who needs a husband to convince her parents she can run the family business. Both of them are hiding things and have pasts. What can possibly go wrong? The Wolf's Unlikely Mate is created by Chris Redding, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
RORY POV
"Look at this view!!" I loved living in Alaska. Views like these made me feel incredibly lucky to live here. As I kneeled to catch my breath, I looked out over the hillside and across the vast valley below me. Gentle rolling hills made their way to the forest edge, and a small rushing river flowed through the grassy hills.
I never hiked solo, but I was glad that I did that day. Work at the wildlife sanctuary had begun to pile up over the last hunting season, and I needed a break. This day was unique, as I would do a solo hike on Saffron Mountain. A notoriously secluded trail wound itself around Saffron, weaving in and out of a remote spruce-filled forest. The trail was narrow and covered in cones and needles. I was hoping to catch a glimpse of some of the local wildlife as well. Despite seeing animals every day at the sanctuary, I was looking forward to seeing a few in their natural habitat.
After snapping a few photos of the pristine view, I started to make my way back down the mountain. The crisp and clean mountain air was intoxicating, and the quiet of the forest was incredibly soothing. It had taken me an hour to hike up the mountain, so I took my time hiking down, keeping at a leisurely pace. I was in no rush to get back to the sanctuary and was enjoying some quiet, contemplative time to myself.
But as I made my way down the winding trail, I couldn't help but feel the presence of someone. Or perhaps the presence of something. I stopped momentarily to catch my breath and listen for nearby wildlife sounds. It was tranquil save for a few sparrows and chickadees in the white spruce trees. Maybe it was a squirrel or some other type of rodent running around the forest floor making all that noise. I shrugged and continued walking.
But then I heard the noise again. It sounded like something significantly large, crushing sticks and brush in its path. This time I stopped and waited. Slowly turning in a full circle, I scanned both sides of the trail and forest and searched for any signs of wildlife or humans. The forest was extremely dense, but the trees were thin, so the probability of an animal or human walking beside me without me noticing was slim. I did not want to run into something large unprepared. So, I decided to check my backpack and make sure I had brought my bear spray.
I didn't find the bear spray, and I wondered if maybe my mom had borrowed it and had forgotten to return it to my backpack. I sighed as I zipped my backpack shut but became increasingly alert; I felt confident I was being watched. I felt someone or something was watching me. And then I heard the growls.
I could see four wolves approaching me out of the corner of my eye one black wolf, two grey wolves, and a brown wolf. The black wolf walked slightly ahead of the other three. I calmly put my backpack over my shoulders and turned around to face them. I had been trained for this. I needed to stand straight, appear as large as I could, and walk away from them slowly. I didn't plan on running or turning my back on them. I tried to keep a close eye on them without making direct eye contact, especially with the black wolf as he edged closer.
All four wolves growled and snarled in unison. They looked p*ssed. But in my training, I had learned that wolf attacks were extremely rare. And wolves were usually frightful of humans. I knew they most likely wouldn't attack if I didn't run. But as they edged closer, I began to walk backward with more speed. However, this was dangerous, as I couldn't possibly watch where I was going and watch the wolves simultaneously. I was a short human, five-foot-three to be exact, so I puffed out my chest and maintained a serious facial expression attempting to mask my racing fear. I was deathly terrified, and all the training I had endured did not prepare me for this.
The black wolf picked up his pace as the trail wrapped around a bend in the hillside. They were continuously snarling and growling, baring their sharp teeth and fangs. Eventually, I assumed they would pick up their speed and try to surround me. As I tried not to make eye contact, I attempted to avoid staring into their glaring mouths. I knew how powerful those fangs were and the damage they could do. I knew I did not possess the strength to fight off one of these wolves, let alone a pack. I quickly tried to think about my next move. Should I call for help?
I continued walking backward and pulled my cell phone out of my sweatshirt pocket. I noticed I had no signal. I thought about calling 911 anyway. I looked up at the closing-in wolves and made the decision. I would call for help. I dialed 911, but the call didn't go through. There was simply no nearby service to connect me to any emergency services. I was on my own.
I put the cellphone back in my pocket as the wolves got even closer. I picked up my speed, but it was no use. It was almost like they were communicating with each other because the two grey wolves took off in a light run, both running past me and then stopping behind me. At that point, I was surrounded. With the black and brown wolves closing in on me from the front and the two grey wolves behind me, I had nowhere to run.
And then I tripped.
I fell over a rock and tumbled backward, landing on my backpack. While the weight of my backpack had cushioned my fall, when I tried to pull myself up without using my hands, it was almost impossible. Sprawled out on the ground on my back, I felt utterly useless and ready to be preyed upon. The black wolf edged closer, growling, and snarling, and I had to turn away to avoid looking into his fiery yellow eyes. He stood over me now, and I could feel his hot breath on my face.
My life quickly flashed before my eyes. How ironic was it that I had spent the last five of my twenty-six years saving wolves and was now going to die this way? I thought about my mom and how devastated she would be after losing her husband decades ago and now losing her only child. I had never married and had never fallen in love. Sure, I dated a few guys in high school, but I had never experienced true love. I had never even heard the words "I love you" from a man. I had spent all my waking moments at the sanctuary trying to take care of animals.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and when I opened them, I noticed the growling stopped. The black wolf was still standing over me but looked across from me at something behind me. I slowly looked over my shoulder and saw it-another wolf.
This wolf was majestically white, and his fur glistened like fresh-fallen snow. Its fur was thick and bushy. And I noticed it was much larger than the others. It howled, and the black wolf backed up off me and, after glancing quietly at the others, retreated into the forest. I watched in awe as the other wolves followed him, quietly disappearing.
Before I could process it, the white wolf approached me. It strolled over to me, and its grey eyes looked me up and down with contemplation I had not seen from a wolf before. It was as if he was looking for something. I thought quickly about my next move. I leaned back on my elbows to push myself up, but I was too slow. The massive white wolf had reached me and was now standing over my head, peering down at me.
What little chance I might have had to escape was gone. I closed my eyes and accepted my fate. Maybe he would do it quickly. I waited for it to attack as tears fell down my face. But the wolf didn't attack. I opened my eyes and realized the wolf was gone. And in his place knelt a gorgeous man with a muscular frame, a slender asymmetrical face, and sandy blonde hair cut in an angular fringe.
"A wolf shifter has to flee her pack and unwittingly becomes the personal assistant to a human billionaire. She must hide her nature while learning about the human world and try not to fall in love with her smoking hot boss. Things come to a head when the reason she fled her pack comes to haunt her new life. Will her boss fire her when he realizes what she is? Or will love conquer all so this wolf shifter can finally have her happily ever after? The Billionaire’s Wolf Shifter Assistant is created by Chris Redding, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author."
Listening to the advice of her parents, Emma gives up her true love and marries Lucien, a cold and cruel Alpha. Five years later, Emma comes face to face with Dex, the man she cruelly abandoned. Now an Alpha, Dex finds himself drawn back to Emma, though he doesn’t want to be hurt again. Will Emma have the strength to leave her marriage and find happiness…or will dangerous forces once again separate the star crossed lovers? He looked down at her, but she couldn’t see his expression. His body language didn’t ask her to move away so she went up on her toes and planted a sweet kiss on his lips. He tasted as she remembered. Man. Wolf. Mate. When she was about to break contact, he put his hand on the back of her head and deepened the kiss. Her mind began to swirl out of control. She remembered the passion between them. She remembered the friendship. She remembered it all. Finding Her Lost Mate is created by Chris Redding, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
When Brandi Marsing approaches billionaire Zach Wilder, she thinks her job is simple: gain the trust of her father’s greatest rival, and find the dirt to bring him down. Brandi is shocked to learn that the handsome Zach is a better man then she thought, despite forcing her into a fake relationship one day after meeting. Will Brandi remain loyal…or will she fall in love with the enemy? “I don’t need to force anyone into my bed, Miss Marsing.” He straightened. “This will be far more public. Probably painful for you and deliciously so for your father also.” She wanted to gag at his ego. Jail was looking better and better. “Just call the cops.” “You don’t want to hear my proposal?” he asked. “Tell me what I’m choosing between,” she demanded. “You either go to jail. Or...” He let the word hang in the air and she resisted leaning forward in anticipation. “Or, you pretend to be my fiancé.” His Rival's Daughter is created by Chris Redding, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "