Chapter: The cat dragged inThe Cat Dragged InRonan's POV Mandy purred against my chest, her fingers tracing slow along the underside of my jaw, and I let my arms stay wrapped around her, warm, unbothered, exactly the picture of a man who'd earned this quiet.This is what peace is supposed to feel like, I thought. A woman who looks at me like I'm still worth looking at."Where's Vanessa?" she asked eventually, tilting her head back to look at me.I opened my mouth to answer.The door flew open before a single word left me.Mandy jumped, startled, her hand flying to her chest. I didn't. The bond had hummed warm and sharp a half second before the door moved, some old instinct that still hadn't fully died no matter how many months I'd spent trying to bury it.My wolf stirred at the sound of it, ears pricking somewhere behind my ribs, alert in a way I resented. Even now. Even after everything. He still answered to her frequency faster than he answered to mine.Vanessa stood in the frame."You have some nerve," Man
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Chapter: House arrestHouse arrest Vanessa's POV "Take me to the dungeon," I said.Joshua's jaw tightened. "My Luna, I don't think—""I didn't ask what you think." I held his gaze, steady, my eyes not blinking. "I asked you to take me there."He hesitated a moment longer, then exhaled through his nose and turned toward the heavy iron door set into the side of the building, keys already in hand.The dungeon was not a place I'd ever had reason to visit. Wild Bloomers reserved it for the worst of what the pack produced, traitors, deserters, men who'd sold secrets to rival territories or turned their teeth on their own during moments that mattered. The air changed the moment the door groaned open, thick and close, carrying the smell of old stone and something rotten underneath it, mildew and unwashed bodies and something else I didn't want to name.We descended narrow steps cut straight into rock, torches guttering low along the walls, and the farther down we went the louder the sounds became. Chains draggin
Last Updated: 2026-07-22
Chapter: Twelve HoursTwelve HoursVanessa's POV The first thing that hit me was Light. It was Pale and thin, filtering through a window I didn't recognize, and my eyes fluttered open slow against it, the world arriving in pieces. The smell came next. Antiseptic, faint beneath something floral someone had left on the side table, and beneath both of those the steady patient, low hum of a machine somewhere near my head.A sigh slipped out of me before I'd decided to release it.I tried to sit up, and my arms shook with the effort, weaker than I expected them to be, and a nurse appeared at my side almost instantly, her hand firm and careful under my shoulder, guiding me upright against the pillows."Slowly," she said. "You've been out a while."I couldn't quite believe it, not fully, the fact of it settling over me was strange and delayed. I'd been standing in that dining room. I'd taken one step toward the door. Now I was here, propped against hospital linen, my body remembering none of the space between
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Chapter: The ring.The RingVanessa's POV I adjusted the strap of my dress as I stepped through the front doors, my gaze already sharpening, some old instinct reading the room before my mind had caught up with what it was reading.The front room had been transformed since I'd left. Strings of warm light looped low across the ceiling, gold and soft, throwing long shadows across furniture that had been rearranged to make space for the crowd gathered beneath them. A table near the far wall sagged under bottles I recognized, the good vintage kept for occasions Ronan considered worth the expense, and glasses caught the light every time someone lifted one to their mouth. Someone had set flowers everywhere, white and heavy scented, clustered in vases that hadn't been there this morning. The whole room smelled like celebration, thick and cloying, and something in my stomach turned before I'd even worked out why.The soft voices mingled with laughter and the loud clink of glasses. It was a full party. I couldn
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Chapter: Floral scentVanessa's POV "I don't think you understand what it cost us," I said, my voice sharpening just slightly, letting something raw bleed through the composure I'd worn all evening. "Wild Bloomers has bled for this border more than any territory at that table tonight, Abel. Maybe the rogues have simply learned to fear what happens when they cross into our land. Did that possibility occur to you before you decided to interrogate me in front of every Alpha in that hall?""I wasn't interrogating you.""It felt like an interrogation.""It was a question." His voice stayed level, unbothered by my sharpness, which somehow irritated me more than if he'd matched it. "One I think deserves an answer, given how many lives are actually at stake here. But if you'd rather I apologize for asking it, I will.""I don't need your apology.""Then what do you need?"The question landed somewhere I hadn't braced for, simple and direct, and I found myself without an immediate answer, standing there a beat too
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Chapter: The anomalyThe AnomalyVanessa's POV My eyes fluttered open to gray morning light, and a sigh escaped me before I'd even fully surfaced from sleep, the exhaustion of the last three weeks settling into my bones before I'd done a single thing to earn it.I turned my head toward the door out of pure habit now.Shadows moved beneath the frame, two of them, shifting their weight from foot to foot the way bored men do when they've been standing somewhere too long. Guards. Ronan had stationed them there three weeks ago, silent, unexplained, and I'd never once asked him why, because asking would have meant admitting I wanted to know, and wanting to know would have meant giving him something to withhold.I'd been walking on eggshells in my own house for three weeks. Ronan circling, watching, testing the edges of what he knew against what he suspected. Mandy trailing after him like a shadow with opinions, offering commentary nobody asked for at every meal, every hallway, every quiet moment I tried to ste
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The Alpha's blind Luna:Desired by Rival Alphas
“What’s a Luna worth if she can’t even see? A curse, not a blessing. If you’ll have her, Hunter, I’ll count it as a favor. Take her, and let’s toast to peace.”
Rejected by the Alpha she sacrificed everything for, betrayed by the sister she trusted most—Lyra’s world collapsed the moment she lost her sight. Humiliated and discarded like a broken toy, she was handed to another Alpha as if her love and her vows meant nothing.
But fate had other plans.
Diego Hunter, the ruthless Alpha of Silver Blade, never expected to find his mate in his rival’s Luna. She was fragile, blind, and scarred… yet she was his. And when the truth of her bloodline emerges—that Lyra is the last Hexwolf, destined to wield power beyond imagination—she becomes the key to war, peace, and forbidden love.
Between betrayal and redemption, hatred and desire, two Alphas will fight for her heart.
One to own her. The other to treasure her.
And Lyra must decide if love can rise from the ashes of betrayal… or if she was cursed by the Moon Goddess all along.
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Chapter: what she sawDiego's POV What She SawI heard it before I saw her.I had come down the east wing for the contracts Petra had left on the side table outside the storage room. Straightforward errand. Two minutes at most. I was already thinking about the afternoon meeting when I passed the music room and stopped.The piano.I stood in the corridor and listened because I couldn't immediately explain what I was hearing. Not the playing itself, though that was unexpected enough. It was the quality of it. Hesitant at first, one note and then another, like someone feeling for a path in the dark. Then it found itself.I did not go in.I don't know how long I stood there. Long enough that I should have moved on. Long enough that my wolf had gone completely, utterly still inside me, the way he went still sometimes in the forest just before dawn when everything paused and even the wind held itself.I stayed because I told myself I was listening for something specific. For whether she was remembering. That wa
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Chapter: What the hands rememberLyra’s POV I closed the door behind me and stood in the corridor for a moment.The walk back to my room felt longer than it was. It was because of the distance. Because of the weight I was carrying back with me that I hadn't arrived with. I had gone to that study with a question. I was returning with an answer that felt worse than the not knowing.No one important gets left the way you were left.I pressed my lips together and kept walking.I had told myself, going up those stairs, that whatever he said I would hold myself together. That I was done falling apart over things I couldn't control. That I had survived waking up in a strange pack house with no name and no face and no past and I could survive a cold man saying cold things in a cold room.I reached my door and pushed it open and sat on the edge of the bed and the groan that came out of me was quiet and tight and had nothing dignified in it.Nobody came.Eight weeks. Not a single person. Not a call, not a letter, not a wolf s
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Chapter: The truth he choosesDiego's POV The Truth He Chooses"Sit down."She didn't move immediately. Just stood there with her hand still flat against her thigh, her chin at that angle. Like she was deciding whether the instruction was worth following now that she'd already won the harder argument.Then she found the chair. Fingers grazing the armrest once, and she sat.I looked at her for a moment longer than I should have.The report had been sitting in the left drawer of this desk for three days. Dr. Reeves had delivered it himself, which he only did when he considered the contents too sensitive for normal channels. He'd stood exactly where Lyra was sitting now, folder in hand, clearing his throat the way men do when they're about to say something the listener won't enjoy."The amnesia," he'd said. "We can't confirm it's permanent. Trauma-induced loss of this severity. it has a pattern. The brain protects itself first. Shuts everything out. But over time, with stability, with safety, it starts to." He'd pau
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Chapter: The second thoughtLyra’s POV The bandage was too tight.Or maybe it wasn't. Maybe that was just what a burn felt like when the numbing wore off and the night got quiet enough for your body to start reporting everything it had been holding. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at my hand and tried to remember the last time something had hurt this cleanly. This without complication. Pain with a source you could point to was almost a relief.The rest of it had no source. That was the problem.I didn't know my last name.I'd been sitting with that fact for weeks now and it still didn't fit anywhere. It just floated. Unattached. Every morning I woke up and reached for something that should have been there, the way you reach for a glass of water in the dark and find only air, and every morning the reaching came back empty.My wolf stirred against my ribs. Low. Restless."I know," I said quietly.She settled, but not completely.I flexed my unbandaged hand slowly. Looked at the ceiling. The room they'd gi
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Chapter: No dollDiego's POV "The eastern shift is the problem," Klaus said. "If Crest moves another two miles we lose the river access entirely.""Mm.""Diego.""I heard you. River access."Klaus looked at me. I wasn't looking at the report anymore.I didn't decide to stop. It just happened, the way things happen when your body stops taking instructions. My eyes had drifted across the table to where Lyra sat, her burned hand cradled in her lap, her head tipped slightly downward. The way she held herself was careful.Like someone who had learned a long time ago that taking up space came with consequences.The mark on her cheek had settled into something darker. My lips were slightly parted and I couldn't help but noticed how her lashes were low, her mouth slightly pressed together. The The morning light came through the window behind her and caught the edge of her jaw, the curve of her shoulder, the way her fingers curled gently around her own wrist like she was holding herself together from the ou
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Chapter: Wrong morningDiego's POVA sharp exhale forced it's way out of my lips, as I stood up from the bath, my back already aching. I didn't even sit to get my my eyes accustomed to the ray of the sun, I just dragged my feet to the bathroom. I needed to wash off the exhaustion that clung on me. The bath did nothing.I ran it cold. Stood there until my skin stopped feeling like it belonged to me, until the thing sitting behind my ribs settled into something more silent. Then I dressed, didn't look at myself too long, and went downstairs.Mandy was already at the table. She was dressed in a silk robe, her hair pinned and both hands wrapped around her tea like she'd been waiting there for hours and found it perfectly reasonable. She looked up when I walked in."Morning," she greeted warmly, like I hadn't sent her out and dismissed her intentions. Anyway, she was paid well to attend to my needs, and she knew well that whatever she felt that night was inconsequential. "Morning." I pulled out my chair and
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