Novels by Natasha felix

Selene POVThe morning of my wedding does not arrive with fear.That alone tells me how far we’ve come.I wake before dawn, the world still quiet, the moon hanging low and full outside my window like a silent guardian that has finally learned how to watch without judging. For a long moment, I don’t move. I listen.No alarms.No rushing footsteps.No distant scent of blood or smoke.Just the steady breathing of the land.Peace isn’t loud. It doesn’t demand attention. It settles into you slowly, like warmth after a long cold night. I feel it now, deep in my chest, wrapped around my heart.Today, I marry Liam.The thought makes my lips curve into a soft smile. Not the sharp, determined smile of an Alpha preparing for battle, but something gentler. Something human.I rise and cross the room barefoot, touching the stone wall as I pass. These walls once echoed with arguments, strategies, grief. Today, they feel lighter, as if even they know what this day means.A knock comes at the door.“C

Kael POVI used to believe love was a prize.Something the moon handed to the worthy. Something you earned by loyalty, proximity, sacrifice. I thought if I stood close enough to Selene for long enough, fate would eventually reward me.I was wrong.Love isn’t taken.It grows.And I don’t realize it’s happening to me again until it’s already too late.Peace is loud in its own way.Not with cheers or songs, but with sounds I forgot existed. Laughter that doesn’t break into shouting. Footsteps that don’t hurry. Wolves talking about harvest schedules and patrol rotations like they’re ordinary concerns instead of matters of life and death.I move through the territory like a ghost.Most wolves don’t know what to do with me yet. I’m no longer Selene’s shadow. No longer a threat. No longer an exile either. I exist in that uncomfortable space between forgiveness and memory.And honestly, I deserve it.I keep my head down. I take the work no one wants. Reinforcing wards. Rebuilding outposts bur

Selene POVPeace does not arrive like war does.It doesn’t scream. It doesn’t tear the sky apart or stain the earth with blood. It settles quietly, almost cautiously, as if it’s afraid we might reject it after everything we’ve been through.I feel it the moment I wake.The territory feels… lighter. The air no longer presses against my chest when I breathe. The land beneath my feet isn’t tense, isn’t braced for impact. For the first time since I became Alpha, the pack is not holding its breath.I step onto the balcony of the Alpha residence, wrapped in a thin cloak, and look down at my people.They’re gathering.Not for war. Not for council. Not because someone has screamed danger into the morning.They’re gathering because the Moon Goddess has called them.The realization sends a quiet tremor through me.Liam steps out behind me, his presence warm and steady at my back. The bond between us hums, not sharp or demanding, but alive in a deep, settled way. Ever since the war ended, it’s b

The summit did not end in cheers.It ended in silence.A heavy, thoughtful silence that pressed against the walls of the great hall long after the Moon Goddess’s presence faded. Wolves sat in their seats, leaders who had once sharpened claws against one another now staring at the floor, at the truth laid bare and impossible to deny.Selene stood at the center of it all, shoulders straight, spine unbowed. She could feel the shift in the air. Not surrender. Not fear.Acceptance.The Unbound leader rose slowly, his expression no longer mocking, but wary. “You stripped my cause of its anger,” he said. “You exposed my justification. But do not mistake that for defeat.”Selene met his gaze without flinching. “I’m not asking you to kneel. I’m asking you to stop running from the future.”A murmur rippled through the hall.Liam stepped forward then, his voice calm but iron-strong. “This war began because power was hoarded, mates were weaponized, and the Moon Goddess’s will was twisted into pol

The night Kael left Liam’s house, the moon followed him like a silent witness.It hung low and full, silver light spilling across the forest path as Kael walked without direction, his steps heavy, his chest hollow. He had begged. Truly begged. Not for forgiveness alone, but for release from the weight he had carried since the Moon Goddess chose Selene and turned her face away from him.He had thought apologizing would set him free.Instead, it cracked him open.By the time he reached the edge of the old stone clearing, exhaustion claimed him. Kael dropped to his knees, fingers digging into the earth as if he could bury his shame there. His shoulders shook, though no sound escaped his lips.“For once,” he whispered to the night, “I just want the truth.”The wind shifted.The air changed.Kael felt it before he saw it, a pressure unlike anything he had ever known. Not threatening. Not warm. Absolute.The Moon Goddess did not appear in blazing light or thunder. She never did. She emerged

Liam POVKael arrives at my door just before dawn.Not with guards. Not with weapons. Not even with the pride he once carried like armor.He looks hollow.For a long moment, I don’t open the door. I stand there, hand on the latch, feeling the bond hum softly behind me where Selene sleeps. Steady. Warm. Alive.I almost don’t let him in.Then he drops to his knees.The sound hits harder than any fist ever could.“I’m sorry,” Kael says.Not loud. Not dramatic. Just broken.The words hang there, heavy and insufficient.I open the door anyway.“Get up,” I say flatly. “Kneel if you want forgiveness. Stand if you want truth.”He flinches, then pushes himself up, swaying slightly. He hasn’t slept. I can smell it on him. Guilt has a scent too. Bitter. Old.“I don’t deserve truth,” he says. “But I owe you confession.”I step aside and let him in.The house is quiet. Fire low. The kind of quiet that exists only after survival. I motion him toward the table. He doesn’t sit.“I poisoned your food,