My Rogue Luna
Lila has been a rogue for as long as she can remember. No parents. No pack. Just a small crew of outcasts and a lifetime of stealing to survive. When a heist goes wrong, she wakes up chained in the dungeon of the Moonshine Pack , the most powerful pack in the region.
Her captor? Alpha Allister Rowan. Cold. Deadly. And the most beautiful man she has ever seen.
"You bit me," he says, smirking at the blood on his arm.
"You deserved it," she snarls back.
But when he falls to his knees in front of her cell and whispers "mate," Lila's whole world shatters. She spent a year searching for her fated mate. She gave up. Now he is standing right in front of her and he is the enemy.
Allister should hate her. She attacked his pack. Stole from him. Humiliated him in front of his own guards. But he cannot stay away. He brings her food. Sits outside her cell all night. Looks at her like she hung the moon.
"I am not going to be your Luna," she tells him.
"I did not ask you to be," he replies.
But his eyes say something else.
There is only one problem. The werewolf royals want Lila dead. And they have ordered Allister to do it himself.
Now the Alpha has a choice. Kill his fated mate. Or burn his entire world down to save her.
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter 3Lila’s pov My head felt like someone had split it open with an axe. I groaned, or tried to. What came out was more of a weak whine. My tongue was dry and thick in my mouth. Everything hurts. My flank where the arrow had hit me. My legs. My skull. I forced my eyes open. Stone walls. Damp floor. Iron bars. A dungeon. I was in a dungeon. I tried to move and heard the clank of chains. I looked down and saw my four legs bound with heavy iron shackles. The metal was cold against my fur. White fur. I was still in my wolf form. Good. At least I had not shifted while I was unconscious. That would have been a nightmare. I lifted my head and looked around the small cell. Mara was on the floor to my left, her dark gray fur matted with dried blood. Nessa was on my right, her tan coat barely visible in the dim light. Both of them were still unconscious, their sides rising and falling in shallow breaths. Finn and Sike were not here. I did not know where they were. Separate cells, maybe. Or
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-07
Chapter: Chapter 2Allister’ pov I dodged left and took a claw to the ribs. The pain was sharp and immediate, but I barely felt it. I was too focused on the three wolves circling me, their teeth bared, their eyes hungry. The practice field was packed with pack members today. They had formed a wide circle around us, their cheers and shouts echoing off the training dummies and weapon racks. Three against one. My request. My stupidity. The first wolf lunged. I sidestepped and caught him by the scruff, throwing him into the second wolf. They tumbled together in a heap of fur and snarls. The third wolf tried to come at me from behind, but I heard his paws on the dirt. I spun around and met him head on, slamming my body into his and driving him to the ground. "Come on," I growled through my wolf's teeth. "Is that all you have?" The crowd loved it. I could hear them cheering my name, shouting encouragement, whistling through their fingers. But I could also hear the other stuff. The quiet stuff. The mutt
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-07
Chapter: Chapter 1Lila’ pov The woman ran. She was holding a little girl in her arms, clutching her so tight her knuckles had gone white. The forest blurred around them, dark and angry, branches reaching out like they wanted to grab her. The woman kept looking over her shoulder. Someone was chasing her. I could hear them. Boots and shouts. The growl of wolves. "Please," the woman whispered. "Please, someone help us." The little girl didn't cry. She just buried her face in the woman's neck and held on. I wanted to reach them. I tried to run faster, but my legs wouldn't move. I was stuck watching. Always watching. Then the arrow came. It sliced through the air so fast I barely saw it. But I saw where it hit. Right in the middle of the woman's back. She gasped. Her body went stiff. And then she fell, the little girl tumbling from her arms and hitting the ground with a scream that ripped through the night air. The little girl screamed and screamed. I woke up. My eyes flew open. My heart was poun
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