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Amelia Grace, a struggling young lady, working hard to make ends meet, gets a new job in Oregon as a waitress, she is amazed by the splendor of this town, the large forest, and the natural landscape, she has always loved nature. Amelia adapts to her new work and environment, she avoids quarrels and customers, who want her body, being a weak-willed person who likes to avoid quarrels and conflict, all goes smoothly and Amelia's life is normal until she meets the alpha of the Grimclaw pack, he suddenly takes interest in her and express his distaste on her low-level job, being a wealthy alpha, he asks her to be his mate; Amelia agrees and Logan takes her to Grimcity a small town for his pack and announces her as his mate. Grimclaw pack members react differently on hearing the news, some and jealous and resentful especially the ladies, and some are happy. Amelia is happy and grateful for the alpha, and they set a date for the mating ceremony, meanwhile, she meets Logan's second-in-command and right-hand man, Brock, a silent and brooding person. Brock is the beta of the Grimclaw pack; Amelia gets drawn to him and falls in love with him, while trying to bring him out of his dark self, she is torn in between the friendly personality of Logan and the quiet, brooding person of Brock, and cannot openly admit who she loves most, but she felt drawn to Brock's quiet nature and she is afraid of hurting anyone's feeling, and ominously the mating ceremony is drawing near, and Amelia knew that once mating ceremony was done, it was till death. Logan, meanwhile is very happy and throws a party for Amelia, the party goes on in full swing and she is congratulated by the pack members, Logan introduces Brock to her, not knowing Amelia already knows who he is, Brock's green eyes observe her quietly, Amelia offers her hand to him and Brock stares at it for a while before shaking it, Logan leaves them to attend other matters, and Amelia, wanting to start a conversation ask Brock questions none of which he replies, instead of being angry or furious, Amelia is intrigued by his person, she finds herself staring at his handsome chiseled face longer than necessary. A month before the mating ceremony, Grimclaw werewolves are attacked by rogue werewolves and Amelia is kidnapped, Logan sends his trusted and powerful beta, Brock, to retrieve her. Brock does so and retrieves her, but the rogues, not wanting to make things easier for them enable the 'labyrinth mode' a secret technique that makes their landscape change constantly making it hard for one to find their way home, meanwhile, Amelia discovers werewolves signs on her. Brock and Amelia get stuck and while they struggle to survive and fight the opposition, Brock trains Amelia on how to overcome her fears and be a better fighter, he also teaches her how to battle in wolf form. Amelia falls deeply in love with Brock, and she confesses her feelings, Brock rebuffs her, and works hard to get them out of the labyrinth, this goes on for month and Brock character starts to change, he becomes more open and friendly to Amelia and also falls for her, they get passionate and have a night together. Brock realizes what he has just done and his former self starts to rise again, he distances himself from Amelia. Amelia tries to win him back but Brock is having none of it, he fell guilty having betrayed his alpha by sleeping with his mate. Brock helps Amelia finally escape the trapped lands and return to Grim City, while he holds back their pursuers. Logan is happy to see his mate, Amelia on the other hand, on seeing Logan again is conflicted, she still feels something for him and doesn't know what to do. Logan organizes another party for Amelia's return, Amelia gets closer to Logan in Brock's absence and finally agrees to be his mate, weeks later Brock comes back and the whole Portland werewolves are happy to see their strong beta return. Logan organizes another party and while he flaunts Amelia has his mate for everyone. Brock still has feelings for Amelia and it torments him to see her in Logan's arms, his heart hardens, when Amelia comes to him he sends her away she gets angry and makes up her mind to forget about him, but it looks like the beta doesn't care, Brock openly whores around much to Amelia's dislike. This goes on until she realizes how much she has missed him, she goes to him in the middle of the night and he coldly sends her away but she refuses to leave and seduces him Brock's need rises again and he and Amelia makes love, while a pair of eyes watches, Vincent sent a spy, a woman to manipulate Logan's emotions. Meanwhile, Brock and Amelia become closer and he tells her how much he loves her cementing their relationship. Logan on the other hand, falls for Vincent's spy temporarily completely held and captivated by her charms and boldness, but the spy sees Brock and falls for Brock, she stalks Brock, in love with him, and wants to say it to him, she follows him to a forest and confronts him Brock rejects her and she gets angry, knowing Amelia is the reason behind his rejection, she tells this to Logan, who took it calmly, out of anger, sends the spy away, which Vincent killed afterwards because she fails to accomplish her mission.
Chapter 1
The pipe broke, and I wondered if my day could get any worse.
I watched, exasperated, as water pooled around me, and I was too broke to call a plumber.
Thankfully, the water stopped flowing, and I sighed in relief.
My living room, however, was in shambles - scattered furniture and debris from last night's mayhem.
My normally neat space had been transformed into a battleground.
I heard a bark, and I turned to see my little husky pup, Ginn, running and yapping at the top of his doggy lungs.
"There you are, Ginn," I said, scooping him up in my arms.
Ginn was my beloved best friend, rescued from the side of the road.
He was a playful and loyal companion, and his little barks always made me smile.
A knock at the door made me jump, and Ginn let out another bark.
I opened the door, and my best friend, Reagan, sauntered in, a sly grin spreading across her face at the sight of my chaotic living room.
"Jeez, Amelia, you sure know how to let loose! What happened here, a wild loving" she teased, her eyebrows raised in mischievous amusement.
I rolled my eyes at her playful jab.
"Wild loving? You must be joking" I said, flopping down onto the couch in defeat
Reagan spoke up, "So, have you found a job yet?"
I shook my head glumly, my gaze fixed on a spider spinning its web on the ceiling.
"Nope," I muttered. "America is making things tough for me."
Reagan giggled at my exasperated tone.
"Oh, Amy, don't blame America! I'll ask my uncle for help. He says there are plenty of jobs in Portland.
"Portland is way too far away!" I protested.
"If I left here in the morning, I'd probably only be back the next day. That's crazy!"
Reagan grinned at my complaints.
"Hey, it's your call. But Portland's a great place for nature lovers like you.
You'd be surrounded by lush forests and beautiful rivers. Think about it, Amelia."
"Alright then," I conceded
"Got anything to eat?" Reagan asked, grinning at me.
"Just some cheeseburgers and milk," I said with a slight scowl.
Reagan's smile widened.
"That's perfect!" she said, already making her way to my kitchen.
I shook my head in mild exasperation as I watched her sashay across the room.
Reagan was a breath of fresh air in my often dreary life, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics.
She emerged from the kitchen with cheeseburgers and a glass of milk, digging into her food like there was no tomorrow.
"Yum!" she exclaimed, wiping her mouth.
"Remind me to come here every morning for breakfast."
I shot her a mock glare.
"I hope I get a job in Portland so I can watch you figure out how to teleport to my doorstep every morning," I teased.
"Oh, I could always visit you in Portland," she said casually, polishing off the rest of her milk.
"You just ate the last of my food!" I exclaimed, appalled at her gluttony.
Reagan simply shrugged and headed for the door.
"Who's gonna return the plate?" I yelled after her, but my words were met with the resounding slam of the door.
The journey to Portland was a grueling one, with me crammed into the back of a pickup truck, my backpack at my feet.
Ginn had been entrusted to Reagan's care so I didn't have to worry about him.
The truck bumped and jostled, sending my head slamming against the side of the truck.
Grimacing, I straightened up and watched the countryside roll by, catching glimpses of gazelles and even a few buffaloes.
Despite my discomfort, I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the landscape.
Once again, the pickup lurched and I muttered a string of curses under my breath.
Was the driver drunk? It certainly seemed so, given how poorly he was handling the vehicle.
We passed through the rugged mountainous terrain and entered a small, quaint town.
The houses were closely clustered, and people bustled about, going about their daily lives.
Dogs barked in the distance, and the air smelled fresh and clean, free from the smog and pollution of the city.
With a sudden jerk, the pickup came to a stop, and I disembarked, wincing as my feet hit the ground with a thud.
Clutching the scrap of paper with the address scrawled by Reagan.
I retraced her directions and soon found myself in a small town.
How was I supposed to find a job here? I approached a young boy and asked him about the address.
He pointed to a large house and I made my way to the front door. I knocked and waited for a response
The door creaked open, revealing a middle-aged man with a friendly smile that broadened when he saw me.
"Ah, you must be Reagan's friend," he said
I returned his smile and stepped inside, taking a seat at the table when he motioned for me to do so.
He brought out a steaming plate of pizza and a cold soda, setting them before me. I couldn't help but salivate at the sight.
"Reagan said you were looking for work," he continued.
"I'm currently unemployed, so I need work," I explained.
Reagan's uncle nodded, a contemplative expression on his face.
"There might be an opportunity for you as a waitress. I'll contact the man to see if the position is still open," he said, drumming his fingers on the table.
"Do you have a place to stay?" he asked.
I shook my head, feeling a pang of helplessness.
"You can stay here with me as long as you need," he said with a gentle smile.
A sigh of relief escaped my lips as took the last slice of pizza, allowing myself to sink into the sofa with a sense of contentment.
Things were looking up - a job on the horizon, a roof over my head.
I closed my eyes and let the day's exhaustion wash over me.
But then, a bone-chilling howl pierced the silence.
It wasn't the howl of a wolf, I knew that much.
A sense of foreboding crept over me as if the howl itself were a message.
And I knew exactly what it was.