Crescent Moon Alphas
Torn between two alphas, I must choose: my heart or my duty.
The fate of two rival packs rests in my hands—and my heart.
As the fabled "Crescent Moon," born of forbidden love, my destiny has always been intertwined with the alphas of the Moonshadow and Silverfang packs. But when the truth of my identity comes to light, hidden enemies emerge to manipulate my fate.
Torn between the love of my destined mate and the captivating alpha who has captured my soul, every choice I make could lead to unity or destruction. The future of werewolf-kind depends on who I choose: the alpha I was born to love, or the one who loves me as I am.
With mysterious powers I barely understand and a secret that could shatter the truce between packs, following my heart may be the biggest risk of all. But in the end, my power has always been my ability to love without limits. I just have to trust that love will be enough to change the course of destiny—and save those I hold dear. The fate of our kind starts and ends with me, as I stand at the crossroads that will define our future...and choose my one true alpha mate.
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Chapter: Chapter 42Aria Gods, Callum is infuriating. His face hardens as that familiar stubborn glint flashes in his eyes - the same pigheaded determination that got us into this whole mess to begin with. I can practically see the wheels turning as he debates his next move against me. Part of him clearly wants to reassert his dominance, to double down on suppressing my abilities like some addiction he can't kick. The urge to subjugate me is probably humming through his alpha instincts, primal and mindless. But another part of him hesitates, flickering with unease at how thoroughly I overpowered him just moments ago. He knows I'm no longer that helpless prisoner bound and sedated at his mercy. My powers have returned in full, and whether he wants to admit it or not, that reality has shifted the balance of our forces irrevocably. A tense beat passes between us before he finally breaks the charged silence. "Explain how this is possible," he growls. "That serum should have kept your abilities neutralize
Last Updated: 2024-04-05
Chapter: Chapter 41Callum The stone walls of the empty corridor seem to press in on me as I make my way toward Aria's room. Each step feels heavier than the last, the weight of what I'm about to do bearing down on me. I know I have to be cruel, have to push her away and treat her coldly. It's the only way to keep up the ruse, the only way to make sure she stays safe. But Goddess, it's killing me. I pause outside her door, squeezing my eyes shut and taking a deep breath to steel myself. Be strong, Callum. This is for her, even if she'll hate you for it. With that last shred of resolve, I harden my expression to a mask of indifference and push open the door. Aria is sitting on the edge of the bed, her muscles visibly tensing as I enter. Those striking amber eyes narrow, lips curving down. "What do you want?" she snaps, hostility etched into every line of her body. I force back the urge to go to her, to wrap my arms around her and breathe in the woodsy vanilla scent unique to her. Instead I keep my t
Last Updated: 2024-04-03
Chapter: Chapter 40Aria The morning light filtering in through the curtains is what finally rouses me from a restless sleep. As wakefulness slowly returns, so does the memory of what transpired between Callum and me last night. Shame burns through me as I recall the way I surrendered to him so completely, gave in to desires I should have resisted with every fiber of my being. What is wrong with me? How could I let him manipulate me like that, use my body's traitorous responses against me? I grit my teeth, anger and disgust swirling hotly inside me. No more. I refuse to be weak, to let Callum gain the upper hand because he knows exactly how to play my body like a well-tuned instrument. I am the mistress of my own fate, not some puppet dancing to his twisted tune. Determination steeling my spine, I try again to tap into that wellspring of power I can normally feel thrumming just below my skin. But there's nothing, not even the barest tingle or spark. Whatever chemical cocktail my mother injected me with
Last Updated: 2024-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 39Aria My eyes flutter open, and a wave of disorientation washes over me. Where am I? The room is unfamiliar, not my bedroom back home. I try to lift my head from the plush pillow, but my limbs feel weighed down, like they're made of lead. Fragments of memory creep in. My mother...she injected me with something. The liquid burned as it entered my veins. Then everything went black. I remember Callum's face hovering over me, a look of grim determination etched across his chiseled features. He must have brought me here, wherever "here" is. Fear spikes through my body as I finally notice the bindings around my wrists and ankles, securing me to the bed frame. I'm trapped. The sound of footsteps approaching pulls my attention to the shadowy corner of the room. Callum emerges, back-lit by the soft glow filtering through the bedroom curtains. Even in the dim light, I can make out the hard lines of his body, all sinewy muscle and predatory grace. Our eyes lock, and I try to keep my face impa
Last Updated: 2024-03-31
Chapter: Chapter 38Aria Shock roots me to the spot as my gaze collides with piercing blue eyes I haven't seen in months. Callum stands in the doorway, tall and imposing as ever, his presence hitting me like a physical blow. My heart lurches against my ribs, confusion and fear swirling in a toxic mixture. "What are you doing here?" I demand, my voice coming out high and thin. Callum's eyes flicker to my mother, comprehension slamming into me with sickening force. She brought him here. Betrayed my location to the one person I've been running from all this time. I whirl to face her, hands balling into fists at my sides. "How could you?" I choke out through the rage constricting my throat. "How could you tell him where I was?" My mother reaches for me beseechingly. "Aria, you must understand, I only want what's best for you..." "Best for me?" I shriek, jerking violently out of her grasp. "Bringing the monster who shattered my heart and trust here is what's best?" "He explained everything, dear," my mo
Last Updated: 2024-03-29
Chapter: Chapter 37Aria My brow furrows as my mother's words sink in. There's an implication in her tone that puts me instantly on edge, has apprehension coiling tight in my gut. "What do you mean, I came here like a thief in the night?" I ask hesitantly. My mother sighs, her face growing solemn. She reaches out to take my hand in hers, grip gentle but intent. When she speaks, her voice is heavy with regret. "Aria, your father and I...we know everything that happened. With the Silverfangs." My heart drops like a stone, panic constricting my chest so I can barely suck in a breath. I choke out a stunned "What?" as my mother continues, her words landing like blows. "We know you abandoned your old pack. That you betrayed Moonshadow to join with the Silverfangs. That the child you carry..." She hesitates, eyes shining with disappointment. "That he belongs to their Alpha, Elijah." I reel under the impact of her false words, the injustice of the accusations stealing my breath. Desperate to defend myself
Last Updated: 2024-03-29
Chapter: Chapter 86Alyssa's POVThe silence that follows the knock is so complete I can hear my own heartbeat.Everyone freezes. Adam's hand is still on the door handle, and I see the tension ripple through his shoulders. Marcus shifts left without a word, moving to flank whoever's on the other side.And me? I'm still on the floor with Sophia tucked against my side, too weak to stand but desperately wishing I could.I reach for Healer's Sight instead.The warmth flickers—barely there, like trying to light a match in the wind—but I push it toward the door anyway. Toward whoever's standing on the other side.And I see them.Not clearly. Not like I can see Adam or Marcus. But I see the threads clinging to them—faint traces of rune magic, oily and wrong, hanging in the air like cobwebs.Rune residue.Whoever's out there has been near the ritual site. Recently."Adam," I whisper. "Wait."He glances back at me, and I shake my head slightly.But it's too late.The voice comes again—familiar, frantic—and I reco
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 85Adam's POVI can't go home.The thought sits in my chest like a stone, heavy and cold and wrong. The packhouse is where I'm supposed to be. Where my family is supposed to be safe. Where my wolves gather and my council meets and everything is supposed to make sense.But one of them sold us out.One of my own people looked at my mate and my daughter and decided they were acceptable losses.And I don't know who.I pace the cabin—three steps one way, three steps back—and try to think past the rage clawing through my skull.Alyssa is still unconscious in the corner, Sophia curled against her side. Both of them too pale. Too still. The bond between me and Alyssa is barely a whisper now, and every time I check it I taste copper.She's dying.And I can't fix it because I can't go home."Adam." Marcus's voice cuts through the spiral. "You need to make a call.""I know.""Packhouse has healers. Supplies. Brynne—""And a traitor."Marcus's jaw tightens. "We don't know that for sure.""Yes, we do
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 84Alyssa's POVThe fire Marcus built crackles in the corner, throwing shadows across the walls, and I can't stop staring at the wards.They're everywhere. Carved into the doorframe. Scratched into the windowsills. Burned into the floorboards near the hearth.And I know every single one.Not because I studied them. Not because someone taught me.Because they're in my blood.The same flowing script as the marks on my pendant. The same careful spacing. The same tiny flourish at the end of each line that my grandmother used to say was "the healer's signature."This cabin was made by someone in my family.And I have no idea how that's possible."Alyssa."Adam's voice cuts through my spiraling thoughts, and I blink and turn toward him. He's pacing—three steps to the wall, pivot, three steps back—like a caged wolf. His shirt is torn and bloodstained, and I can see the dark lines of poison still creeping under his skin near the wound.But his eyes are locked on me."You need to rest," he says.
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: Chapter 83Adam's POVI choose the hardest route on purpose.Through the creek bed where the water runs fast and cold, up the rocky embankment where there's no soil to hold scent, across the ridge where the wind tears through strong enough to scatter any trail we leave.It's brutal. Every step sends fresh pain through my side where the poison sits like a coiled snake, and carrying Alyssa's dead weight makes my shoulders scream. But I don't slow down.Can't slow down.Marcus flanks me, moving silent and tense, his eyes constantly scanning the tree line. Cara stumbles along behind us, breathing hard, still clutching that damn healer satchel like it's going to save us.Sophia is tucked against my chest, wrapped in what's left of my jacket, and she hasn't made a sound in ten minutes.That scares me more than the howls in the distance."Status," I grunt at Marcus."Blackstone Alpha got away," he says, low and clipped. "Wounded but mobile. He'll regroup."Of course he will."How long do we have?""May
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: Chapter 82Alyssa's POVI'm drowning.No—that's not right. Drowning would mean water, movement, the desperate struggle for air.This is worse.This is sinking into ice.My body doesn't feel like mine anymore. It's distant. Heavy. Like I'm wearing someone else's skin and it doesn't quite fit. I try to move my fingers and nothing happens. Try to open my eyes and the effort is too much.But I can hear."Alyssa."Adam's voice. Rough. Desperate. Like he's calling from the other side of a wall."Alyssa, stay with me."I want to answer. Want to tell him I'm here, I'm trying, I'm not going anywhere.But the words won't come.All I can feel is cold.It starts in my chest—a hollow, aching emptiness where the warmth used to live—and spreads outward. Through my ribs. Down my arms. Into my fingers.I gave too much.The thought drifts through my mind, slow and sluggish, and I know it's true. The tether I created—the lock I forced into place to keep Sophia safe—it didn't just drain my power.It drained me."—n
Last Updated: 2026-02-07
Chapter: Chapter 81Adam's POVI know that voice.My brain tries to reject it—tries to tell me I'm wrong, that the poison is making me hallucinate, that there's no way—But I'm not wrong.The council insignia on their chest catches the firelight. Blackwood colors. Our colors. And that face—I've seen it across war tables, in strategy meetings, standing at my back during territorial disputes.My mind goes blank.Just… blank.Like someone reached into my skull and erased everything except the single, impossible fact standing in front of me:One of mine betrayed us.My wolf doesn't make a sound.For one heartbeat, it's completely silent—so silent I think maybe it's gone, maybe the poison finally killed it—and then it erupts.KILL. KILL. TRAITOR. RIP. TEAR. KILL—The rage is so overwhelming I can't see. Can't think. Can't do anything except hold Alyssa's cold body against my chest and shake."Easy, Adam." The traitor's voice is soft. Gentle. Like they're talking to a spooked animal. Their hands are up, palms
Last Updated: 2026-02-07
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