"Come!" I jerk back at the harshness in the male tone. 

Fear bubbles up in the back of my throat as I creep toward what feels like instant death. I swallow it down and will my stick legs forward until I’m within six feet of his desk.

The chair slowly turns to reveal a man with sculpted muscle ripples beneath his black shirt, and his blue eyes burn like sapphires. 

I try to picture him naked in a bed with just a thin white sheet over his midsection, and that picture forms perfectly. His glare is now a pair of bedroom eyes….

But then the sneer on his face registers in my lust-filled mind.

Whoever the hell he is. I’m not gonna like it.

**Alpha Ronan**

It's supposed to be fucking easy. Find the girl. Get the girl. Trade the girl. Or kill the girl, whichever needed to be done.

But then, Hezzlie Stone walks in here, smelling like freshly fallen rain and evergreen trees, and I know everything just went off the rails. 

I have to keep my wits and I’m an expert at hiding my true feelings behind this mask of disdain. But this time it's hard.

That Hezzlie Stone is my MATE!

***

Hezzlie thinks she's going insane when she starts to dream that she's a werewolf. Her mother has no choice but to take her to an asylum for troubled teens. But when a new doctor takes her case and brings her to a strange castle in the mountains, she's not sure if she's found her only chance at getting help or lost her life altogether.

Alpha Rowan has been looking for the lost princess from his enemy's lands for years. When Hezzlie Stone shows up, he thinks he's finally found her. With Hezzlie as leverage, he can finally make his enemies pay.

There's just one problem--he never counted on Hezzlie being his mate!

Will he keep her or use her to get back at the Alpha who tried to rip his kingdom apart?

The Alpha King's Lost Princess

Epilogue

*Rowan*
“Mara!” I try to keep my voice as calm as possible as I use the mind-link to call for any healers or guards who happen to be awake to rush to my mother’s room as soon as possible. James must be sleeping, which isn’t a surprise this time of night, so I rely on one of his assistants, asking h...

*Rowan*

“Mara!” I try to keep my voice as calm as possible as I use the mind-link to call for any healers or guards who happen to be awake to rush to my mother’s room as soon as possible. James must be sleeping, which isn’t a surprise this time of night, so I rely on one of his assistants, asking h...

Covered in Blood

A Dream is a Wish

Peripheral Vision

Five Seconds of Freedom

Waif Meets Wolf

Under Pressure

Tangled

A Visitor

This Place Isn't a Hospital

Prisoner Not Patient

The Man in the Library

Family Affair

I'm the Alpha!

Dream Kiss

I've Really Messed Up Now

Crazy is as Crazy Does

You Do Care

Just My Imagination

Solid Proof

Happy Birthday... I Guess

The Lies I Tell Myself

Party's Over

Truth Revealed

Trust No One

He's Here to Save Me

Free Rein

Enemies Closer

What She Can Do

Hemmed In

A Different  Kind of Release

What is She?

Another Revelation

She's a Blackwood

The Begging Begins

Take Me, King

The Morning After

Hocus Pocus

Drained

Ring, Ring

A Bloody Good Time

Complications

The Exchange

That's Not Right

Daddy Dearest

Enemies and Friends

Life is Not a Ball

Do You Believe in Magic?

Weave Me a Tale

Doomed

Mark of the Beast

Putting the Pieces Together

Something Feels Off

Startled Awake

The Aftermath

Long Live the Queen

No One to Trust

A Card Falls

Goodbye, My Queen

Reaching Out

Sealed With a Kiss of Magic

We Need to Go

Glint of Moonlight

Blade to the Throat

Something Has Changed

Trapped

What's Mine

The Taste of Blood

No Trust

Fixing the Mistake

Now He's Mine

Get Used to Me

Blood on the Ground

Saved  by the Enemy

Catching Up With a Friend

Blood Brothers

Good to Be Back

Buried in Me

Secrets, Secrets

Showing Her Everything

Magic Against Magic

Mistakes Were Made

Journey to the Center of the Earth

Borrowing Power

Horrilble Headache

You Killed Her

Make Me a Match

He's Not the One

What I Did to Your Daughter

Problems With Friends

The Cold Shoulder

A Perfect Night

Trouble Brewing

Which Witch?

Practice Makes Perturbed

Still Friends

Maybe It's Magic

Who Knows?

That's Not Her

King Calling