The Bloodmoon Claim
She was sold like she meant nothing.
Maya Reynolds thought aging out of foster care would be the hardest fight of her life. She was wrong. Betrayed by the only family she ever knew, she finds herself blindfolded, chained, and auctioned to the highest bidder.
But the man who buys her is far more terrifying than the others.
Ulric Wolfhart is cold, powerful, and utterly merciless. A leader born to command, he does not believe in fate, weakness, or mercy. Yet the moment he sees Maya, something ancient and unbreakable awakens inside him — a bond he never asked for and does not trust.
So he does the only thing he knows how to do.
He tries to break her.
Not out of cruelty… but because in his world, fragile things do not survive.
Surrounded by dominant warriors and brutal pack politics, Maya is forced to learn quickly: obedience can be survival, silence can be strength, and sometimes the most dangerous monsters are the ones who begin to care.
Because the more Ulric tries to harden her, the more she changes him.
What begins as ownership becomes protection.
What begins as fear becomes tension.
What begins as survival becomes something neither of them can control.
But in a world where power is everything and weakness is punished, loving the wrong person could destroy them both.
And if Maya breaks under Ulric's hand…
She will never survive the enemies waiting for her.
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Chapter: Chapter TwelveMaya's POV:Protection. This is the reason why I am going to marry Ulric. I will not fall back into the hands of Cole. I will ensure he is held accountable for what he has done. I will take advantage of everything Ulric has to offer: the training, the werewolf pack, the money, the protection.I will follow his stupid rules, be the meek, submissive wife he wants. I will even give him his heir. But I will find Cole, and I will kill him, even if it is the last thing I do.I lay awake in my bed, tossing and turning, then turn to see the digital clock on my bedside table. I need my phone back desperately. The clock reads 1:42 am. My nightdress is sticking to my body. I need air. I feel suffocated.I scramble out of bed and decide to go find a glass of water. I walk out the door and enter the massive hallway. I followed a path to Ulric's office earlier; now I just need to find the damn kitchen. Why does one man need such a massive house?After what feels like twenty-five minutes and passing
Last Updated: 2026-03-27
Chapter: Chapter ElevenUlric’s POVShe has read it by now. I can feel it in my bones as Fenrir paces restlessly in my head, silent but impatient since she woke.Fenrir, down! I growl in my mind.Fenrir claws at my conscience. I am not your dog. I am your equal. Remember, Ulric. I will not warn you. We are both one Alpha.I submit silently.Since Maya entered my territory, the air smells different, her scent attaching itself to every corner of my house. I can sense the shifts in her emotions, and I no longer smell fear.I stand by the tall window of my study, looking toward the guest wing where she is staying, the distance meaningless to my senses and changing nothing about what she is to me.She is mine.I say it softly because speaking it aloud would be dangerous; someone could sense weakness and strike.A knock at the door confirms what I already know.“Enter.”Derick Blackwood steps inside. My Beta doesn’t bother with formalities when we are alone, closing the door behind him and leaning casually against
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: Chapter TenMaya's POV:I stare at the letter long after I finish reading. My hands are trembling.A wolf.My eyes move back to that line again.I am a wolf.A shaky breath escapes me."No," I whisper into an empty room. "That isn't possible."People don't just turn into animals. This isn't some fantasy novel. This is not another one of those ridiculous stories people tell to scare children into behaving. There has to be another explanation.This is a psychological tactic. Yes. That must be it.Rich and powerful men love their symbolism. Words such as PREDATOR, ALPHA, and WOLF are all just another way to establish dominance. This is just another attempt to make me feel small.My fingers tighten around the paper.He is just a man, Maya. I think to myself.A dangerous man, violent. And capable of buying another person like a prized cow.But still just a man.He has to be. Because if he isn't a man, and if he really is what he claims to be, then what chance do I have?My stomach churns violently.Hi
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: Chapter NineThe RulesRules and Regulations for Maya ReynoldsLetter from Alpha Ulric WolfhartDear Maya,I know this seems strange. I know you are scared. But you do not need to be afraid of me.Why should you trust me? That is a fair question. So let me begin at the beginning.I am a wolf.Yes, you read that correctly. I am a wolf. And to your kind, that must sound impossible. Like something from a story told to frighten children.But we are not stories.We are real. We exist in the shadows of your world because history has taught us that humans fear what they do not understand. Secrecy keeps the peace. Secrecy keeps you safe.Because despite what you may believe after what you have endured, we are not monsters.Not all of us.We are loyal beyond reason. We protect what belongs to us. We defend our own with violence if necessary. And when we love, we love completely. Without hesitation. Without retreat.Especially when it comes to our mates.A mate bond is a joining of two souls, chosen by the
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: Chapter EightMaya's POV:I wake with a violent gasp. For a moment, I don't know where I am.Slowly, I push myself up in a sitting position. I look around. Brown wallpaper covers the walls, patterned with delicate green leaves. A wooden desk stands beside a tall window to my left, paired with a small cushioned chair that looks almost inviting. The curtains are drawn shut, heavy and dark red, but a thin blade of sunlight cuts through the gap, painting a warm line across the wooden floor. The aesthetics are peaceful. Suddenly, my chest tightens.All the memories come flooding back.The stage.The chains. The auction.Him.The man who bought me. I scramble out of the bed, panic surging through me as I scan the room for exits, or weapons, anything useful. Only then do I realize that my clothes have changed. I'm wearing grey sweatpants and a loose, oversized T-shirt. The clothes are clean, comfortable, and perfectly sized.My stomach drops. I definitely wasn't wearing this before. Suddenly, the do
Last Updated: 2026-03-18
Chapter: Chapter SevenMaya’s POVMy mind struggles to keep up with what my eyes are witnessing. One moment, Cole is staring at me like I am his prey. The next, the man who bought me appears, moving faster than I’ve ever seen. I hear a sickening thud, the sound of breath being knocked from lungs, and Cole suddenly vanishes from in front of me. I gasp behind the gag.The stranger now stands between us.He looks bigger up close — broader, solid, like nothing could move him if he didn’t want to be moved. His chest rises and falls slowly, but I can sense something dangerous beneath that calm, something he’s holding back. His eyes lock onto mine again.And that strange feeling hits me.Safety.It makes no sense. I don’t know this man. He just bought me at an auction, like a painting. Men don’t spend that kind of money to be kind. My stomach twists at the thought of what he must expect in return.His hands move to the chains around my ankles.I freeze.Is this it? Is this where it gets worse?Instead, the metal
Last Updated: 2026-03-15
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