Moon Goddess, I Choose a New Fate
"An alliance isn't enough," I breathed slowly as I stepped directly into his path, forcing him to look at me fully.
Hassan raised a thick eyebrow, his gaze dropping to my palms, then rising back to my silver eyes. "Then we have nothing left to discuss."
"We do," I said, my voice dropping into a deadly, unyielding register that vibrated with absolute certainty.
The slow-burn fire of revenge ignited in my soul, obliterating every ounce of fear I had left.
Instead of letting him leave, I looked straight into the eyes of the monster.
"Then marry me."
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I died as the Luna who gave everything to the wrong Alpha.
I loved my husband with everything I had. I believed he loved me too. Together, we united our packs, strengthened his claim as the most powerful Alpha, and built the future I thought we both wanted.
The night I died, I learned the truth.
His former fated mate revealed that I had only been a pawn—a temporary Luna whose only purpose was to hand over my pack. Once I had outlived my usefulness, she murdered me without mercy.
But the Moon Goddess gave me another chance.
I woke up days before our wedding, carrying every memory of my past life.
This time, I refuse to marry the Alpha who led me to my death. I refuse to let history repeat itself. My fate is no longer his to decide.
To protect my pack, I enter a contract marriage with the most feared Alpha in the werewolf world—Hassan Blackthorn.
I thought my second life was about escaping my tragic ending.
Instead, it leads me to a powerful Alpha I never expected... and a truth that could change everything I thought I knew about fate, love, and the price of becoming Luna.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 36 She Belongs HereHASSANKatniss was still standing on the eastern balcony of the command wing, her sharp profile silhouetted against the morning haze, looking every bit like the queen this pack didn't know it desperately needed.I watched her through the tinted glass of my private office, my fingers tightening around the crystal whiskey tumbler I hadn't even bothered to sip from.She thought yesterday’s council victory was just a clean strategic win—a quick political leverage play to keep Selene and Haddon from choking out her relief initiative. She had no fucking clue what she had actually done to the room.She hadn't just secured food for the widows or medical supplies for the border guards. She had broken the spine of the oldest conservative bloc in Blackthorn territory without swinging a single blade.She isn't just surviving here anymore, I thought, a strange, possessive heat blooming deep in my chest. She belongs beside me. She’s held that space since the second she took my ring.The heavy doubl
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Chapter: CHAPTER 35 The Luna’s First StandKATNISSThe marble halls of the Central Administration Building sounded like a pit of starving vipers, but I didn't slow my stride for a single second."You can't just stroll in there and nullify a High Elder's decree, Katniss!" Elara hissed, double-stepping to keep pace with me as my heavy leather boots clacked against the polished floorboards. "Selene has three ancestral councilors backing her block on the relief funds!""Watch me," I growled, adjusting the collar of my dark fitted jacket, my silver-gray eyes fixed on the massive double doors of the assembly hall ahead.Beta Kael and Gamma Gareth flanked us, their expressions stone-cold, while Hassan walked two paces behind me. He wasn't leading the charge. He was letting me set the pace, his massive, imposing presence acting as an impenetrable wall at my back."She's setting a trap," Kael warned under his breath, leaning closer. "Haddon gave her the paperwork specifically to bait you into throwing an Alpha-level tantrum. If you loo
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Chapter: CHAPTER 34 Dinner With the WolvesKATNISSI had seen Hassan Blackthorn execute rogue commanders and silence hostile elders with a single look, but watching him get ruthlessly roasted over a platter of roasted venison was a sight I hadn't prepared for.The private dining room in the east wing of the estate was warm, lit by a roaring hearth and low crystal lanterns. The massive oak table was piled high with spiced meats, roasted root vegetables, and heavy decanters of dark red wine.It was the first time since the wedding that we weren't surrounding ourselves with tactical maps or hostile council members."I'm just saying, Boss," Kael drawled, leaning back in his chair with a heavy glass of scotch in his hand, "the last time you tried to cook during the mountain campaign, you burned the field rations so badly that three third-tier warriors tried to use the bread as armor plating.""The stove was defective," Hassan replied flatly, cutting his venison with surgical precision, his dark gray eyes flicking toward his Beta wi
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Chapter: CHAPTER 33 The Alpha Who Didn’t Rescue MeKATNISS"Malakor is already whispering poisoned shit to Haddon's faction," I snapped, tossing my leather coat onto the arm of the velvet sofa the second the heavy oak doors of the private suite slammed shut behind us.The private study of the Blackthorn estate was quiet, warm, and bathed in the soft glow of table lamps."I heard him in the corridor, Hassan," I continued, pacing across the dark wooden floorboards, my heels clicking sharply. "He called my resolution a fluke. He told Haddon's guard I wouldn't survive the winter session. You were standing ten feet away. You heard him too."Hassan didn't jump to his feet. He didn't summon Beta Kael to throw Malakor into a subterranean cell, nor did he release a wave of suffocating Alpha authority to crush the old man's insubordination.Instead, he walked calmly over to the mahogany side table, unscrewing the crystal stopper from a heavy decanter."I heard him," Hassan said smoothly, pouring two fingers of amber bourbon into a heavy crystal
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Chapter: CHAPTER 32 A Luna’s First DecisionKATNISSThe Ironmine sector didn't smell like polished marble or expensive cognac; it smelled like wet earth, crushed limestone, and enough raw, unbridled hostility to choke a lesser wolf.The regional council hall in the heart of the rugged Silverwood-Ironmine border was a cavernous stone fortress, cold and drafty despite the roaring hearth at the center of the room.On the left side of the heavy oak table sat Lord Vane of the Ironmine faction—a hulking, scarred warrior whose thick arms were crossed over a leather harness. On the right sat Lady Marcella of the Silverwood timber territory, her posture rigid, her sharp eyes glaring across the table like she wanted to tear Vane’s throat out with her bare teeth."This is fucking ridiculous!" Vane slammed a calloused, heavy fist onto the oak table, making the iron oil lamps rattle. "The ancient Blackthorn Decree of the Four Peaks clearly states that all mineral transport crossing through the Silverwood pass incurs a forty percent infrastr
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Chapter: CHAPTER 31 The Wife Who Had to Earn Her SeatKATNISSI woke up in a bed that wasn't mine, wearing an obsidian ring that made me Hassan Blackthorn’s wife, only to realize that holding his name publicly didn’t mean shit to the people who actually ran his territory.The early morning sun bled cold gold through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the primary suite. The high-thread-count sheets smelled distinctly of dark cedar and rain—Hassan’s lingering scent.I sat up, tracing the sleek silver band on my left hand.Yesterday, I signed a contract and took an oath before the High Council. But as I washed my face, dressed in a tailored charcoal trousersuit, and pinned the silver crest of the Blackthorn pack to my lapel, reality settled into my bones like lead.The public saw a unified empire. The Blackthorn inner circle saw a political transaction.I stepped out of the private wing and headed down the vaulted corridor toward the tactical command hall. My heels clicked sharp rhythms against the cold marble floor, echoing through the heavy
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From His Rejection to His Uncle’s Obsession
What happens when the mate the Moon Goddess chose for you throws you away like you were nothing?
Veda Bennett has spent her entire life as the lowest omega in the pack. She was unseen, unwanted, and easy to break. When she is chosen as the future Alpha’s consort, she believes her suffering is finally over. But before the entire pack, Julian Kingsley rejects her, choosing her sister instead and shattering their sacred bond without a second glance.
To clean up the scandal, Veda is forced into a marriage no one survives. She is given to Rowan Kingsley, the Alpha’s uncle. A man feared for his brutality. A man who does not love, does not forgive, and does not keep the weak alive.
Everyone waits for her to be destroyed.
But Rowan doesn’t break her.
Instead, he watches her, protects her, and claims her in ways no one expected. When Julian’s regret turns into obsession, the truth becomes impossible to ignore.
Veda was never meant to belong to Rowan Kingsley.
So why does he look at her like she’s already his?
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Chapter: Chapter 114The white sterile light of the emergency medical wing cut through the dim room, casting long shadows across the polished floorboards.The steady, rhythmic beep of the heart monitor was the only sound keeping the heavy silence at bay.I sat in the metal chair pulled flush against the side of the raised bed. My fingers were locked around Rowan’s massive, cold hand, refusing to let go for even a single second. His shirt had been cut away, revealing thick white bandages wrapped tightly across his chest and shattered shoulder, where blood still seeped through the gauze."Luna, you need to sit down and let the doctors check your vitals," Marcus said softly from the doorway, his voice low and weary. His tactical armor was splattered with mud and dried blood, but his posture had finally relaxed."I'm fine, Marcus," I replied without looking up from Rowan's pale, stillness face. "My vitals are stable.""You've been sitting in that chair for four hours," Marcus pressed gen
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Chapter: Chapter 113“Rowan!”My scream cut through the dying storm as Malakor lunged with his remaining strength, his hidden silver blade whistling toward Rowan’s exposed ribs.I didn't think. I didn't hesitate.I hurled my entire body forward, slamming my weight into Rowan's good side to shove him out of the blade's path. The sharp tip grazed the thick leather of my coat, missing my flesh by millimeters."Veda, no!" Rowan roared, his voice a terrifying, desperate sound as his large hand caught my waist mid-air, yanking me violently behind his back."I'm not letting him touch you!" I shouted, scrambling for purchase on the wet stone beside him."Stay behind me!" Rowan commanded, his silver irises blazing with an unhinged, frantic terror that surpassed all physical pain. "Don't you ever step between me and a blade again!""We fight together!" I snapped back, my hazel eyes flashing as I grabbed a heavy iron sconce from the balustrade wall.Malakor scrambled to his feet, hi
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Chapter: Chapter 112“Because you made one mistake.”My voice carried straight through the howling wind, striking the quieted courtyard with the weight of absolute finality.Malakor spat a mouthful of dark blood onto the slick cobblestones, his trembling hands pressed against the gaping wounds in his chest. His rogue Enforcers stood completely frozen around him, their weapons lying abandoned in the mud, their faces hollowed by the sudden realization of his deceit."What mistake?" Malakor rasped, his dark eyes burning with an unhinged, poison-laced fever as he stared up at me on the terrace steps. "I calculated every variable. I bought your guards. I unspooled your border lines.""You calculated Rowan's rage, but you forgot his humanity," I said, my hand tightening around Rowan’s blood-soaked fingers as he stood tall beside me. "You built an entire strategy around the idea that his love for me was a flaw. You thought my presence would make him weak, reckless, and easy to corner.""It
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Chapter: Chapter 111Camilla’s body crumpled onto the stone steps before her voice even faded.The gunshot echoed off the granite walls of the estate like a thunderclap, leaving a deafening, heavy silence in its wake. Malakor casually holstered his sidearm, stepping over her form without a single glance, his dark eyes fixed entirely on the upper landing."Veda, get back!" Rowan roared beside me, his hand tightening around my wrist like an iron clamp as he tried to drag me behind his massive frame."No, Rowan, let me go!" I insisted, twisting my wrist to loosen his grip. "Look at him! Look at his men!""Veda, he's a madman with an army!" Marcus yelled, his rifle pointed directly at Malakor’s chest. "We need to clear this terrace!""He's not a madman," I said, my voice cutting through the panic like an icy wire as I stepped up to the edge of the stone balustrade. "He's a coward who feeds on fear."Malakor let out a harsh, barking laugh, wiping rain from his scarred jaw as his rogue
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Chapter: Chapter 110Veda’s POV “Julian…”The name escaped my throat as a breathless thread, completely drowned out by the metallic ring of clashing steel.I watched from the terrace alcove as Julian parried a rogue’s blade, his movements precise and lethal. He drove the attacker back down the wet stone steps, his twin swords raining down relentless punishment in the downpour."Veda, stay behind the pillar!" Marcus barked, firing a rapid burst down the flank to cover Julian’s right side."He's taking too much fire!" I shouted back, my hands flying over the glass terminal to route automated turret cover toward the lower landing.Julian spun through the rain, cutting down a second assailant before stepping back onto the upper landing. Blood—both his and the enemy's—splattered across his silver tactical vest.He didn't look back at Rowan. He didn't look at Marcus. His gray eyes met mine through the curtain of rain."I'm not asking for your forgiveness, Veda," Julian said, h
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Chapter: Chapter 109She’s not leaving me. The thought anchored my fading pulse as thunder rattled the stone terrace beneath my boots. Rain washed warm, iron-thick blood from my torn shoulder down my left arm, pooling on the cracked floorboards. Malakor laughed from the base of the terrace steps, his voice echoing over the roar of the downpour. "Look at you, cousin! The legendary Supreme Warlord, bleeding out on his own porch for a female who won't even run when she's told!" "Shut your filthy mouth, Malakor," I rasped, forcing my trembling legs to lock into iron. "Your obsession was always going to be your downfall, Rowan!" Malakor sneered, raising his hand to signal his assault squad. "You made her your heart, and now I'm going to rip it right out of your chest in front of your broken men!" A rough hand clamped firmly beneath my uninjured arm, bracing my weight before my knees could buckle. Marcus stood flush against my right flank, his breath coming in
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