The Scarred Luna’s Revenge
Wren Hartley was born without awakening her wolf, making her the shame of her pack. On the day of her Luna ceremony, she is betrayed by her fiancé and abandoned by her own father, and forced to leave everything behind, including the little sister she lives for.
Three years later, she returns as a successful, independent woman, only to be pushed into a contract marriage with a cold and powerful Alpha. What she does not know is that he is the masked stranger she spent one unforgettable night with, and what he does not know is that his new wife is the woman he has spent three years searching for.
As they are forced to live together, he is drawn to her strength, kindness and resilience. But when her past returns, her ex-fiancé begs for a second chance, jealous enemies plot to tear them apart, and a hidden power inside her draws dangerous hunters, the truth of their Mate bond is finally revealed.
The Alpha who once lost her must fight to win her back, and Wren must decide whether she can trust the man who once made her feel abandoned.
Basahin
Chapter: Ink and moonlightCHAPTER 5Ink and Moonlight“Going somewhere, Miss Hartley?”Kaelen Draven’s voice carried through the glass, low and level and utterly unamused. He stood a few feet from her car, one hand resting casually in his coat pocket, as though a woman fleeing in the middle of the night were a mildly irritating scheduling conflict.Wren could not move.Three years. Three years of telling herself she had imagined him, that she had built a fairy tale from one night and a lonely heart. And here he was, breathtakingly real, and every instinct in her body responded to him as if no time had passed at all.Then the anger arrived, and it was almost a relief.He left, she reminded herself. He left, and I was thrown out of that hotel with coffee in my hair.She rolled down the window with a steady hand. “Is there a problem, Alpha?”His gold eyes swept over her face, and there was no flicker of recognition in them at all. Not a single spark. He saw a stranger in a good coat with a quiet voice.Wren did n
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Chapter: The woman who came backCHAPTER 4The Woman Who Came Back“You’re really going back?”Tessa leaned in the doorway of Wren’s office, arms crossed, coffee in one hand. Behind her, through the glass wall, a dozen employees typed at their desks beneath a logo that read Hartley Rescue Consulting.“I promised I would,” Wren said, not looking up from the signed papers in front of her. “Three years. I said three years.”“You said you’d never set foot there again.”“I said a lot of things at eighteen.”Tessa watched her for a moment. “You know you don’t have to prove anything to those people, right? You built this from nothing. You’re rich, you’re brilliant, and you don’t owe them a thing.”“I’m not going for them.” Wren closed the folder. “I’m going for Lily.”The change in Wren was not subtle. The girl who had once flinched at raised voices now carried herself like someone who had finished flinching. Her hair was glossy and smartly cut. Her suit was tailored. She walked into rooms as if she had already bought them.
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Chapter: The night the moon whisperedCHAPTER 3The Night the Moon Whispered“Keep it on if you want.”Wren’s fingers had stopped at the ribbon of her mask. The hotel suite was dark, lit only by the thin silver blade of light slicing through the curtains. Kaelen stood in front of her, close enough to touch, and he had not made a single move she hadn’t invited.“You don’t want to see my face?”“I want to see all of you.” His voice was rough with restraint. “But not before you’re ready. I’ll know you either way.”Her throat tightened. She had expected a man like this to take. She had not expected him to wait.“Why are you being so kind?” she whispered.“Because you’re shaking.” He caught her hand and pressed his lips to her knuckles. “And because I think you’ve been starved of kindness for far too long.”She laughed, wet and breathless, and realized to her horror that she was crying under the mask.He didn’t ask why. He just gathered her gently against his chest, and she felt the steady, heavy thud of his heart through his
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Chapter: A mask for every lieCHAPTER 2A Mask for Every Lie“You sure about this, kid?”Gus, the bartender at The Crooked Moon, slid a black half mask across the counter and gave her the sort of look old men give stray dogs in the rain.“Five hundred dollars is five hundred dollars,” Wren said, tying the ribbon behind her head. The mask covered her face from forehead to the bridge of her nose. It was the first time in her life she had felt grateful to hide.“They told me you were banished.”“I am. I’m just here as the help.”Gus muttered something about people with no hearts, then pushed a tray of champagne flutes toward her. “Go on. Smile. Pretend it’s a funeral you’re getting paid to attend.”“That’s exactly what it is.”The bar had been transformed. Black silk draped the ceiling. Hundreds of candles floated in glass bowls. Wolves from three different packs filled the room in gowns and tailored suits, every face hidden behind lace, feathers or gold. On a small stage at the far end, Damien Blackthorne and Vivien
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Chapter: The LunaCHAPTER 1The Luna Who Never Was“Say it again.”Wren Hartley’s voice came out smaller than she meant it to. Around her, three hundred members of the Silverpine Pack stood in the silver light of the full moon, and not one of them breathed.“Say it again, Damien. Slowly. So I know I misheard.”Damien Blackthorne, the future Alpha of Silverpine, did not look at her. He looked at the girl on his arm instead, Vivienne Cross, who wore a red dress to a white ceremony and a smile like a loaded gun.“I said,” Damien repeated, louder now, so the back rows could hear, “that I will not take Wren Hartley as my Mate. My heart has only ever belonged to Vivienne.”The clearing exploded into whispers.Wren looked down at her hands. She had stitched this white dress herself, over four months of night shifts, every seam pressed flat with a borrowed iron. On her left palm, pale and thin as a thread, was the scar from the night she and Damien were eleven years old and cut their hands open before the Moon
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