The Unwanted Plus-Size Luna
“I reject you as my mate.”
Kade said it in front of the entire pack while she stood there in her claiming dress. Plus-size. Humiliated. Discarded. Wren didn’t cry. She didn’t beg. She turned and walked away without ever speaking the words that would have fully severed the bond.
She thought that was the end.
It wasn’t.
Days later, a half-vampire, half-werewolf named Darius arrives in Ashmoor asking for her by name. He’s older, colder, and more dangerous than any wolf in the pack. When the second-chance mate bond hits, it doesn’t ask permission. It sinks into her blood and bone, sharp and undeniable, and suddenly the “unwanted” girl is the one every ranking wolf is forced to watch.
Kade feels it too.
The bond he tried to kill is still half-alive, and every time Darius stands too close to her, it burns.
Her sister Selene is already scheming.
Darius is hiding four previous mates and a pack whose name makes people go silent.
And Wren’s “weak” wolf is starting to wake up in ways that terrify the elders.
She was rejected once in public.
Now the Moon Goddess has marked her twice… and this time, she’s not the one who will be left on her knees.
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Chapter: Chapter 118: Testing the AllianceThe alarm was still in the air when the first clear reports came in. The camp had answered the full breach call with the speed it had been trained for. Now the facts were catching up to the sound, and the facts did not fully match the size of the call. That mismatch was already spreading through the ranks like a second alarm.Black Fang was moving. Multiple points along the border. More than a probe. But the numbers were not yet a full assault. The force was gathering. It had not committed. The full breach call had been larger than the facts on the ground. The difference was not small, and the yard was beginning to feel it in the form of irritation and unanswered questions that no one was answering cleanly.Confusion spread fast through the yard. People who had been pulled from rest and half-finished work stood with the same question on their faces. Why the long blast for this? Why empty posts and break the night for numbers that were still only gathering? The irri
Last Updated: 2026-10-26
Chapter: Chapter 117: Between ThemSella found her near the evening board just as the last of the day marks were being closed. The yard was thinning into its night shape. Most of the heavy traffic had already moved inward.“Take this to the Alpha,” she said, holding out a dark glass bottle sealed with wax. “He has not taken his portion since yesterday. He will be in his space. Do not leave it with anyone else. He will be expecting it.”Wren took the bottle. The glass was cool and heavier than it looked. She did not ask what was inside. Sella did not offer. The instruction was simple and already finished. Wren turned toward the inner wall without further question. The path was familiar enough by now. She had walked it for other reasons in the weeks before.The path to Darius’s private rooms ran along the inner wall, quieter than the main yard. Lamps were lit at intervals. The noise of the camp stayed behind her as she walked. A ranking wolf on the late circuit glanced her way and continued.
Last Updated: 2026-10-25
Chapter: Chapter 116: A Glimpse Behind the MaskChapter 116: A Glimpse Behind the MaskThe quiet found them near the eastern stores after the second count. The yard had thinned. The heavy noise of the morning rotation had moved elsewhere. What remained was the lower traffic of people finishing secondary tasks and the occasional call from the posts.Most of the yard had moved on to the next rotation. Bren was checking the last of the shared marks when Wren passed with a slate for the afternoon draw. He did not call her over at once. He finished the line he was writing, set the slate down, and only then looked up. The request was quiet. It carried weight anyway. She felt it before he spoke the next words.“A word, if you have a moment.”Wren stopped. Bren was not a man who asked for private words without reason. She nodded once and followed him a few steps off the main path, where the wall of the store cut the noise of the yard and left them with enough privacy that the conversation would not tra
Last Updated: 2026-10-24
Chapter: Chapter 115: Escalate Her Sabotage The idea built itself slowly, the way useful plans often did, out of repeated observation rather than sudden inspiration. It required patience and a clear view of where the board was already weak. Selene had both. She used them carefully.Selene watched the patrol board for three evenings in a row. Wren’s name sat beside the eastern stretch that used the low shelter near the second marker. Inside that shelter were spare blades, rolls of binding cloth, and three tins of signal powder. The cache was only opened before a run. No one counted it every day. Whatever went wrong there would stay hidden until the moment someone already under pressure reached for it. That single fact made the rest possible. She did not need a dramatic act. She needed a quiet one that would only speak when it was already too late to answer it.That delay was the entire advantage. A mistake noticed in the yard could still be corrected. A mistake noticed on the ground could not. She needed the
Last Updated: 2026-10-23
Chapter: Chapter 114: Under FireThe attack did not come as a probe. It came with weight and intention.It came as a sustained push against the eastern approach, the low ground where the outer wall dipped and the scrub ran close enough to hide movement until it was already too near. Horns sounded from two posts at once. The yard emptied into assigned lines. This was not three fighters testing a path. This was a real attempt to break a section and widen it before the alliance could fully form a response.Wren was already on the eastern stretch when the first wave hit. She had been checking the spare wraps and the water marks for the afternoon rotation, an ordinary work that belonged to a quieter day. The sound of the horns changed everything. People ran. Orders cut across the noise. An Ironveil ranking wolf shouted for the second squad to reinforce the dip. An Ashmoor fighter pulled juniors toward the higher ground on the left. The shape of the morning broke apart in under a minute.The cr
Last Updated: 2026-10-22
Chapter: Chapter 113: What the Scout Wouldn't SayThe captive from the ridge was still alive when they brought him in. That alone made him valuable.Tallen and Rourke had left him bound and walking. By the time the healer finished the first pass, the man was weaker, blood loss and shock settling in, but conscious enough to answer if pressed. Bren had him moved to the small stone room behind the east post, no windows, one door, a single lamp on a wall hook. The kind of place used when questions needed answers and the yard did not need to hear them. No one outside the room would know what was said inside it.Darius arrived with Corwin. Bren was already inside, standing near the door with his arms crossed, watching the captive the way a man watches a problem that might still turn dangerous.The Black Fang fighter sat against the far wall, wrists secured in front of him, one shoulder packed with cloth that had already darkened through. His breathing was shallow and uneven. His eyes tracked the three men when they entered, but he said not
Last Updated: 2026-10-21
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