His Silent Wife, His Feral Obsession
She gave him three years of loyalty. He gave her another female.
Rosamund Ashby, a dormant Moon-Blood warrior and legendary blade-master, sacrificed her glory on the arena sand to become the silent Moon Consort to Stellan Valecrest—the dangerous, possessive High Alpha Heir of the Silvermere Territory. But when his lingering past returns in the form of Carys Cennox, Rosamund realizes her devotion means nothing. He feeds another female in front of the entire pack while expecting Rosamund to remain a obedient, quiet wife.
Enough is enough.
Refusing to be a shadow in her own union, Rosamund demands the formal severing of their Fated Moon Union before the Elder Alpha Council. She strips off her submissive facade, picks up her broadsword, and returns to the arena ring as Master Coral, taking the territory by storm.
Yet, as another powerful Alpha courts her and her dormant bloodline awakens, Stellan’s cool composure snaps. Driven wild by dark possessiveness and fierce breeding urges, the High Alpha Heir refuses to let her go. He corners her in dark corridors, pins her against stone walls, and tries to reclaim her mouth, her body, and her heart.
Can Rosamund break free from her toxic bond and claim her destiny as a Moon-Blood Heiress? Or will Stellan’s primal hunger drag her back into his predatory grip?
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Chapter: C8Rosamund Ashby POVBefore the assembled elders, Rosamund always maintained absolute submissiveness. Tonight is no exception. She offers no excuses, no weak pleas, and no empty promises.After she stands in Everard’s grand study for an agonizingly long stretch, the heavy doors click open. Stellan steps inside.His golden eyes scan the incriminating photographs scattered across the floor before he steps before his grandfather with a hardened jaw. "Grandfather, Rosamund was merely assisting a trusted packmate. Nothing of the sort will ever transpire again."Rosamund keeps her head bowed, her brow knitting in quiet confusion.She never imagined Stellan would step forward to shield her from the Elder Alpha's wrath.Everard fixes a cold, piercing glare on Stellan. "You are remarkably forgiving. But she has brought profound shame upon the Valecrest bloodline!"Stellan offers a calm, unyielding smile. "You have always taught us to value honor and pack loyalty above all else, Grandfather, and
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Chapter: C7Rosamund Ashby POV"You always manage to look so miserable, Rosamund. Why must you act like a martyr?"Stellan’s shadow looms over her, his breath warm against her skin, but Rosamund stares back with utter coldness. She refuses to look like Carys, who survives by playing the weak, weeping victim.Seeing her defiant silence, Stellan massages his temples with a frustrated scowl. "Why did you flee from the den the other night?""Are you truly asking me why?" Rosamund's voice drips with sharp irony. "Would you prefer I stay and cheer while you hold another female in your arms?""It was entirely misunderstood," he mutters, pressing a hand to his forehead as if she is the one causing him grief.Rosamund steps back, her eyes narrowing. "If you cannot craft a better excuse, save your breath. Carys has already filled me in on every detail of your little bond."Deep down, part of her had almost wanted to release him—to wish them well and walk away clean. But every time she looks at him, the bit
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Chapter: C6Rosamund Ashby POV"My thanks, Calder. I will review the file shortly," Rosamund says, keeping her tone unreadable."Do not stand on ceremony with your own kin," Calder's deep voice rumbles through the communicator, a rare warmth softening his hard edge. "When will you travel to the Grant Territory? Our pack brothers are eager to see you.""If my duties allow, I will cross the border soon."After concluding the link, Rosamund steps out of the bathing chamber, drying her skin before opening the private ledger on her slate communicator.It was entirely by chance that she became an oath-sworn sister to the four elite Alphas of the Grant Territory. She had once saved Calder from a rogue ambush, and he stubbornly insisted on swearing a blood-oath to bind her to his circle. Though she had never met his three sworn brothers, their influence across the northern borders was absolute.Rosamund taps the screen, pulling up Carys Cennox's full pack registry.The blue light casts sharp shadows acro
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Chapter: C5Rosamund Ashby POVHis warm breath brushed against my neck as we stood beside the heavy steel frame of his armored transport. The closeness sent an unwelcome rush of heat through my wolf. I narrowed my eyes and forced myself to remain still.“Aren’t you worried your precious little Carys will start crying if you keep her waiting?”Stellan’s arrogant smirk vanished, and his golden eyes flashed. “Rosamund, watch your tongue!”My chest tightened as a cold weight settled in my stomach. He truly cared about Carys. If his heart belonged to another woman, why was he still playing these possessive games with me?The warmth faded from my eyes, replaced by a cold, guarded stare. Being his Luna left me feeling exposed and vulnerable, but my proud wolf refused to back down.“What?” I sneered. “Can’t she satisfy you?”Stellan released my waist and stepped back with a harsh scoff. “She’s nothing like you. Don’t compare her to a woman who flaunts herself.”I stared at him, my jaw clenched. I wasn’t
Last Updated: 2026-09-20
Chapter: C4Rosamund Ashby POVInside the armored vehicle, Stellan leans across the console to kiss me again, but I raise a hand and stop him.I smooth the collar of my midnight-black leather dress.“Enough,” I say, all warmth gone from my voice. “I'm not interested in playing along in a car.”Stellan freezes, his golden eyes narrowing in disbelief.I've already composed myself, my expression once again cold and unreadable, despite the faint blush lingering on my cheeks. I straighten and tap my communicator, letting my dark hair fall forward to hide the triumphant glint in my eyes.*Carys must be losing her mind in that penthouse right now. She brought this on herself.*“Take me back,” I order flatly.With a frustrated growl, Stellan slams his foot on the accelerator and speeds through the city streets.Over the next few days, I throw myself into my work, ignoring every message, alert, and insistent pull of our mate bond. In three years together, I've never seen Stellan so desperate for my attent
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Chapter: C3Stellan Valecrest POVI straighten in my chair and glance at my mother before pulling out my communicator. A slow, infuriating smirk spreads across my face.“Yes,” I reply, my voice smooth and gravelly. “And what about it?”Maud's eyes flash with fury.“You ungrateful brat! Your Luna is sitting right beside you! Have some respect for the Valecrest name!”In the past, whenever my mother lost her temper during a feast, Rosamund would step in immediately, soothing her pride and doing whatever she could to keep the peace. Tonight, she doesn't even look up. She continues cutting her roasted meat in complete silence, leaving me to deal with my mother's anger alone.The rest of the meal passes in strained silence.When dinner ends, Maud insists that we spend the night at the manor. I don't bother arguing.Inside the master suite, Rosamund stops beside the stone hearth and frowns.“Your parents are staying in the guest wing. Where am I supposed to sleep?”“Here. In bed with me.” I shrug off m
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