Wolf Billionaire Series by Gertty Rudraw

I can’t win. I’m surrounded by fierce female wolves, all fighting for Alpha Theron’s attention. And me? I’m just a plain human, “wallpaper” as he calls me—nothing special. But that doesn’t stop him from playing his game of temptation. The pull between us scares me because I know he’ll consume me in the name of passion. So, in this unfair pack, I had no choice but to leave. But I left with a secret…. A baby.

The hot guy I ran into while escaping my arranged marriage? Pure bliss—until he dragged me home, locked me up, and declared I’m his Luna. Now I know, The perfect guy showing up out of nowhere isn’t always destiny—sometimes, it’s your enemy. That explains why he’s glaring at me like I ruined his life. He says he hates me, hates my pack, and using me to blackmail my dad is his genius plan. As for me? No one cares what I think—I’ve just swapped one hell for another, courtesy of my enemy lover... moreThe hot guy I ran into while escaping my arranged marriage? Pure bliss—until he dragged me home, locked me up, and declared I’m his Luna. Now I know, The perfect guy showing up out of nowhere isn’t always destiny—sometimes, it’s your enemy. That explains why he’s glaring at me like I ruined his life. He says he hates me, hates my pack, and using me to blackmail my dad is his genius plan. As for me? No one cares what I think—I’ve just swapped one hell for another, courtesy of my enemy lover. “You don’t get to make demands, Princess,” he smirks. Alright, fine. But can we talk about why you’ve been sneaking around, sketching me like a lovesick artist, for, oh, six years? less

Arlene. I know you. One night, you suddenly grew bored of your million-dollar mansion and privileged life, so you ventured into the dangerous streets, calling it “research” but really hunting for thrills. You fell for a bar waitress because you thought she was ‘into’ you. She’s beautiful, dangerous, and low enough to satisfy your curiosity without becoming a hassle when you move on to the next one. I get it—people like you see everything in the world as a playground, including me... moreArlene. I know you. One night, you suddenly grew bored of your million-dollar mansion and privileged life, so you ventured into the dangerous streets, calling it “research” but really hunting for thrills. You fell for a bar waitress because you thought she was ‘into’ you. She’s beautiful, dangerous, and low enough to satisfy your curiosity without becoming a hassle when you move on to the next one. I get it—people like you see everything in the world as a playground, including me. Unfortunately, I’m that bar waitress. Shawn. I know you. You don’t believe in love, so you’d rather be my mistress than admit your feelings for me match mine for you. You trust nothing but money, and I’ve never cared. I use my wealth to keep our connection. pure. , making you think it’s all a transaction, just so I can see that satisfied smile on your face. You doubt me and don’t know how far I’d go for you. Honestly, I wasn’t sure at first either —until my fated mate showed up. Then I realized just how far I’d go. I’d give up my life for you. That’s how deeply I love you. less

Alessandra. Daxton is my enemy, and technically, my husband. We’ve both thought about killing each other—more than once. But let’s face it, we’ve also shaken the walls in the bedroom just as often. This isn’t just a battle between our clans; it’s a personal war, and I’m not backing down—not in the council room, and definitely not in bed. Kids? Us? Yeah, right. That’s the biggest joke I’ve ever heard. But it doesn’t change the fact that the sparks between us are real... moreAlessandra. Daxton is my enemy, and technically, my husband. We’ve both thought about killing each other—more than once. But let’s face it, we’ve also shaken the walls in the bedroom just as often. This isn’t just a battle between our clans; it’s a personal war, and I’m not backing down—not in the council room, and definitely not in bed. Kids? Us? Yeah, right. That’s the biggest joke I’ve ever heard. But it doesn’t change the fact that the sparks between us are real. We’re like gasoline and fire, and I know how this ends for me. When danger comes knocking, whatever this twisted thing is between us? It’ll burn out fast. Daxton. Ale is my enemy—and my wife. I know what you’re thinking. You hate this marriage. You’re not some fragile little flower—you’re the queen in waiting, untouchable. And you despise being forced into this mess. But darling, if you want me dead, you’ll have to try harder. The more you push back, the more I want to own every part of you, to see how you taste when you’re not just fighting me. I didn’t think I’d be this wrapped up in you. But your lips? Addictive. I stick around, not just to have you, but to make sure you’re still here when the real threat comes. Why do you think I’m still tangled up with you? less

I fell in love with the Alpha werewolf the moment his fangs sank into my neck, not as a threat, but as a savage need. He told me my blood was like moonlit wine, but when I confessed my half-vampire secret, he dropped me without a word. For years, I ran—carrying his child, and a heart that refused to beat. Now, he stands at my door, telling me his fangs no longer shudder at my blood, that he’s learned to count his heartbeats beneath the moonlight... moreI fell in love with the Alpha werewolf the moment his fangs sank into my neck, not as a threat, but as a savage need. He told me my blood was like moonlit wine, but when I confessed my half-vampire secret, he dropped me without a word. For years, I ran—carrying his child, and a heart that refused to beat. Now, he stands at my door, telling me his fangs no longer shudder at my blood, that he’s learned to count his heartbeats beneath the moonlight. But this time, my fangs are buried in his palm—his skin breaks, and the pain is all his to bear. less

Her blueprints were meant to bridge two worlds. The Werewolf Council had other plans—her name was already slashed in red ink in their archives. He was their enforcer, all polished suits and hidden claws, tracking every line she drew while letting her dance on the edge of forbidden ideas. He had spent his life upholding the Council’s order—until her. The stubborn woman who thought a single building could mend the rift between wolves and humans. He got close to extinguish that reckless dream... moreHer blueprints were meant to bridge two worlds. The Werewolf Council had other plans—her name was already slashed in red ink in their archives. He was their enforcer, all polished suits and hidden claws, tracking every line she drew while letting her dance on the edge of forbidden ideas. He had spent his life upholding the Council’s order—until her. The stubborn woman who thought a single building could mend the rift between wolves and humans. He got close to extinguish that reckless dream. Instead, he found himself distracted—by the mess of her hair after sleepless nights sketching, by the fire in her eyes when she spoke of equality. Then the order “Erase her. Make it clean. ”. For the first time, he was ready to betray everything he was. The only question was—who would he betray? less