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The Rogue Luna's Secret

The Rogue Luna's Secret

The pack's abandoned, adopted, forgotten child. Raised next to Ronan Voss, the future alpha. He taught her how to fight, stood by her side when everyone else ostracized her, shared her bed stolen under the moonlight. To others he had taken charity, but Liora believed it was love. She knew they were mates; she thought he knew it, too. Then came the full moon ceremony. He chose another; for the strength it gave him, for the power the alliance afforded. The bond within her shattered. No tears fell, no demands were made, just an act of defiance she left; discovered her pregnancy that night, and fled by dawn into the harsh border. Four years pass and she's not forgotten. She is the Rogue Luna, the leader of a pack of desperate renegades and bloodthirsty outcasts. Their allegiance is to her because she will protect them, provide for them, and never asks of them that which she hasn't proven she can do herself. Her son, Finn, has his father's eyes and a quirk-shift before he can walk, and the unusual ability of premonition-brought on by the severed mate bond. Now the Shadow Pack has encroached, whispers of a rogue queen capable of stopping them are everywhere. He finds her once more, finds the girl he abandoned-a stern, unbending pack leader standing before him with their child at her side. Liora has created a future that doesn't need him anymore. Family and power molded by her own two hands and she won't let him destroy it. She will not let him go easily. But there's no mercy given during wartime, not even to the heart. There's always an owed payment to the Moon Goddess. One choice will either secure the lives of all or destroy the woman she has become.
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Chapter: Into the Wild Borders
I kept walking through the night until my legs felt like they were on fire. I walked half expecting to hear waking birds. The First rays of dawn became visible. The burn of the bond in my chest still burned, burning like a needle pushing at my skin, sharp and painful, the one reminder of what I had left behind, yet I refused to listen. Every time Ronan's face flashed before my eyes, those green eyes that watched me that last time before he raised Isolde's hand. I gritted my teeth and kept walking. I knew if I had stopped I would think too hard-then I would feel the pain in my chest, that broken bond point thirty-seven miles away and I would remember Ronan's name. I kept walking, sinking the nerves to my knees into whichever earth I was passing over. The edge of the wild ones would be no place to be weak, the stories from the pack said the rogues here would be starved or attacked by other wolves trying to get into the pack. But I would rather do that than go back.By midday, the hunge
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: The Full Moon Choice
The following day was so slow it felt like a weight crushing me. I was up before dawn, the cabin was silent except for Serena's gentle breathing from the next room. I got ready in the dark. It was chilly enough to need the black, straight pants and the green shirt shaped just right to match the shape of the woodland, and I got them on along with my boots, lacing them tight, then crept out so I wouldn't wake. The village was quiet, waiting for something to happen. The full moon ceremony was looming all around us like a fog.I went back to the training yard again, thinking some movement would settle the tumble in my brain. Jax was already waiting, sharpening a blade on a whetstone."Bit early," Jax said, glancing up briefly."Couldn't sleep," I shrugged. "You?""Same. Ronan's pacing like he wants to be locked in a cage with a rogue wolf. Council kept him up all night."I spun the staff. "About the scouts?""Partly." Jax looked between me and his blade. "Partly about tonight, because e
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: Shadows of the Pack
LIORA POVI woke to the sounds of laughter filtering through the thin walls of the cabin. It was Serena's, chirping and carefree, again mixed with Mom's quieter, amused laugh. I I lay still under the worn blanket, eyes glazed over the cracked, flaking paint of the ceiling above me, closing my chest against the familiar squeeze. Another morning in the Voss pack an outsider, always someone else.I let the blanket shift from my lap and swung my legs out of bed. My bare feet hit the chill of the floorboards, my skin prickling at the cool air. Twenty-two and nothing ever changes for me, even if I am adopted. The Hale family thought I was their miracle at first, and Mom and Dad would smile and tell me the Moon Goddess led them to me in a storm, that I was supposed to be theirs. Then five years after I arrived Serena came along-their blood daughter, with the same red hair as Mom and the same attitude as Dad-and everything was different. Dinner portions got smaller for me. Praise went only
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
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