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: The girl in red Diego’s POV“Mate.”The word clawed its way out of my chest before I could stop it.I froze.My brow furrowed, the sound still echoing in my head. I blinked once, twice, as if that would clear it.Mate?No. No, that couldn’t be right. It sounded… wrong. Taboo. Like something out of place in the middle of this cursed peace ceremony. Getting a mate here—of all places—was the last thing on my mind.I let out a rough laugh, low and humorless. “I’m losing it,” I muttered under my breath. “Too much wine. That’s all.”But my wolf wasn’t laughing.“Mate.”There it was again. Louder. More insistent.I clenched my jaw, shoving the glass in my hand so hard the wine sloshed over the rim. “You’re drunk,” I hissed to myself, ignoring the pulse pounding at the base of my throat. I tossed the drink aside, the cup shattering against stone.“Shut up,” I growled at my wolf, pacing. “You’re imagining things.”But then…her scent hit me.Something floral. Like wild lilacs and rain after fire. A scent so de
Last Updated: 2025-10-19
Chapter: Beneath the mask Diego's POV The flames licked the sky, casting a deceptive warmth over the land. It seemed like a peaceful night to those who didn’t know better—but history would remember it as the Blood Night, the night when everything crumbled into ruin.“Run,” my mother whispered, blood streaming from her nose. Her lips quivered, her hands weak as they pushed at my small shoulders.But I couldn’t move. I wouldn’t even if a part of me wanted to. My feet felt like it had a mind of its own, choosing to stay. “No!”My father stood tall, fighting with everything he had, but the blade… that cursed wolf blade… sank into him. I heard the sickening sound, saw the way his chest jerked, the way blood spilled from his lips.“Papa!”I fell to my knees beside him, tiny hands shaking his body as though my touch could drag him back. My tears fell hot against his still chest.My mother coughed, folding to the ground, her body curling toward mine. Her last breath brushed my cheek.The shrill ringing of an alarm
Last Updated: 2025-09-09
Chapter: Silence screams Lyra’s POV I felt like a fool. I’d fallen for her again—fallen for Roselle’s soft words, her carefully painted remorse. My chest tightened with rage at myself. I had trusted her. Again. I swiped my hands across my cheeks, erasing the tears before they could rat me out. Calming my heaving chest and steadying my breath was almost impossible. “Act normal, Lyra,” I whispered to myself over and over again, but the words tasted like ash. My chest constricted and I fought to remain sane. I had planned it in my head—march to Kendrick, tell him what I’d found, and end this betrayal once and for all. He’d kick her out, and I would finally be free of this shadow that had haunted me since childhood. But even before I could take a step toward him, the door creaked open. And everything inside me froze. “You look…” I couldn't catch the rest of the words she said. All I heard that followed was a soft giggle and a deep voice. Familiar deep voice. My wolf whimpered in recognition. “Mate.”
Last Updated: 2025-09-09
Chapter: When the Moon WatchesLyra's POVI stood close to the window, my fingers grazing the cool glass. The faint glow of the moon shimmered across the perfectly mowed lawn. I could barely make out its outline, but it was enough to remind me of what I’d lost—and what little I still had.A warm hand settled on my shoulder, steady and familiar. I didn’t flinch; I knew that touch too well. Kendrick.He leaned closer, his breath brushing the back of my neck. “Why aren’t you in bed yet?” he asked softly, close enough that I wouldn’t miss a word.I exhaled, the sound was colder than I intended.Kendrick’s fingers moved gently through my hair, smoothing it back. He twisted a strand like he always did when he wanted to distract me, then pressed his lips against the curve of my neck. Usually, I’d laugh or nudge him away. Tonight, I stood still.He noticed. He always noticed.“You’re quiet,” he murmured, pausing against my skin. “Talk to me, Lyra. What’s wrong?”I swallowed hard. Words pressed against my throat, but silenc
Last Updated: 2025-09-09
Chapter: When darkness deepens Lyra’s POV The kiss had started slowly, just enough for his tongue to dominate my mouth, his hazel eyes burning into mine. I couldn’t hold his gaze for long—it was too intense. So I shut my eyes, letting the warmth of his lips drown me, savoring the moment as though it might be the last. This was the dream every maiden in the New Age pack lived for: to be chosen, to marry the Alpha, to walk down the aisle with a confidence we pretended to own but never truly had. And somehow… I had been the one to live it. He pulled away only slightly, his lips grazing my ear as his warm breath brushed against my skin. “My Luna.” That was years ago. Yet the memory lived in my mind as if it had happened yesterday. Sometimes, clinging to it was the only way I survived the sorrow that followed. The creak of the door snapped me back to reality. Again, I'd been consumed by my thoughts. My eyes flicked to the door as it turned, his scent hitting my nostrils. That was the only way I could tell if he w
Last Updated: 2025-09-09
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