Alpha Damon's Unwanted Luna
Alpha Damon's initial hatred towards Rachel is revealed when they are both forced into an arranged union by their parents, and they can't reject each other because of their parents' alliance
Even though they are mates, they don't want to be together
"We don't have to do this," I begged him. "You could just reject me so that we can both go our separate ways and you can be with the woman you love."
"There's no way in hell I'm giving you the satisfaction," he blatantly refused. "We'll remain mated to each other and I'll enjoy watching you suffer, knowing that you'll never have my heart."
Alpha Damon gets lured into a trap by an enemy and he has a near death experience, but Rachel risks her life and comes to his rescue, despite his mistreatment of her
This sparks interest in Alpha Damon towards Rachel and it develops into genuine feelings for her, something that is hard for Rachel to comprehend, because he has been cruel to her all this time
Throughout their journey, Rachel and Alpha Damon must navigate their own personal struggles and external forces that threaten their bond and their pack
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Chapter: Chapter 109Elijah's POV The ritual of the Shaming was older than the castle, older than the laws of the territory. It was a ceremony designed to strip a wolf of everything but the breath in his lungs. They dragged me from the pits at dawn. My hands were bound in cold iron. These weren't the decorative silver of the court, but heavy, rusted shackles that bit into my wrists. I hadn't been allowed to wash. I smelled of the damp stone and my own mounting despair. The entire Ravencrest pack was gathered in the outer courtyard. They didn't shout or throw stones, but the silence was far worse. It was the silence of a collective turning away. Thousands of wolves stood with their backs to the path, a wall of cold shoulders that signaled I was already a ghost to them. Jalan stood at the center of the gate, flanked by the Iron Guard. He held the ceremonial blade, the Fang of the Pack and behind him stood Cheyenne, her face as impassive as the mountains. "Elijah, formerly Alpha of Ravencrest," Ch
Last Updated: 2026-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 108Rachel's POV The neutral stones sat in a natural amphitheater of grey granite, halfway between the borders of Moon Stone and Ravencrest. It was a place where history was evident in the energy of the atmosphere, where ancient Alphas had settled blood feuds and carved out the boundaries of the world. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of purple and blood orange, I stepped into the center of the circle. Damon was ten paces behind me. He wasn't wearing his Alpha regalia. Instead, he was dressed in dark, functional leather, with his hand never far from the hilt of his sword. He was like a silent and watchful shadow, his golden eyes scanning the ridgeline for the archers I had warned Cheyenne about. "She's here," Damon murmured, his voice a low vibration. Cheyenne emerged from the eastern shadows. She was alone, although I knew Jalan and a small contingent of warriors were likely waiting just out of sight. She looked older than she had looked three days
Last Updated: 2026-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 107Rachel's POV The morning light was a pale, intrusive sliver that cut through the heavy velvet curtains of our bedchamber. It wasn't the soft, golden light of a peaceful dawn, it was sharp and cold, a reminder that while the bed was warm, the world outside was still freezing. I stirred, my body aching in a way that felt like a hard-won victory. Damon’s arm was still draped over my waist, his thumb twitching slightly in his sleep. Even in rest, he was a sentinel. I stayed still for a moment, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest, wanting to freeze time before the weight of the crown settled back onto our shoulders. But the world doesn't wait for Alphas to sleep. A sharp, rhythmic rapping at the outer door shattered the silence. This wasn't the frantic beat of a guard, but the measured, insistent knock of someone who knew exactly how much they were interrupting. Damon was awake instantly. There was no grogginess, no slow return to consciousness. One second he was a hu
Last Updated: 2026-09-16
Chapter: Chapter 106Elijah's POV The silence in the Great Hall after Rachel fled was not the silence of respect. It was the silence of a vacuum, a cold, hollow space where my authority used to live. I stood on the dais, my chest heaving and the metallic tang of spent Alpha energy coating the back of my throat. My eyes were fixed on the spot where the Black Ledger had hit the floor. It sat there like a severed head, its dark leather cover mocking me. "It’s a forgery," I repeated, my voice echoing off the vaulted ceiling. It sounded thin, even to my own ears. "Jalan, secure the perimeter. Cheyenne, get that trash off the floor." Neither of them moved. Jalan, the man I had hand-picked to lead my armies, was staring at the ledger with a look of such profound disgust that it felt like a physical strike. He didn't look like a subordinate anymore, he looked like a predator evaluating a wounded rival. "The northern blight," Jalan whispered, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. "I lost twelve men to
Last Updated: 2026-09-16
Chapter: Chapter 105Damon’s POV The door to our bedchamber clicked shut, the sound final and heavy. For a long minute I just leaned my forehead against the dark wood, my eyes closed, listening to the crackle of the hearth and the ragged synchronized rhythm of our breathing. The silence of the room was different from the silence of the forest. The forest was full of hidden teeth, whereas this room was full of ghosts, the echoes of the shouting match we’d staged, the memory of the bed being cold for seven days and the lingering fear that I might have lost her to that den of snakes. "Damon." Her voice was a soft vibration in the air. I turned. Rachel was standing by the foot of the bed, her hands trembling as she tried to undo the silver fastenings of that cursed emerald dress. The velvet was ruined, stained with the sewer water of the North tunnels and scorched by the fires of the South Gate. It looked like a discarded skin. I crossed the room in three strides. I didn't say a word. I simply brush
Last Updated: 2026-09-15
Chapter: Chapter 104Rachel’s POV The air changed the moment we crossed the Moon Stone boundary. The sharp, oppressive scent of Ravencrest’s pine and cold stone gave way to the earthy familiar musk of our own forest which was more of damp cedar, woodsmoke and the heartwarming underlying hum of a thousand loyal hearts. I leaned heavily against Damon as we crested the final rise overlooking the village. I was exhausted, every muscle in my body was vibrating with the aftershocks of the escape, but seeing the flickering torches of our home through the trees felt like a shot of pure life into my veins. Damon didn't let go of me. His arm was a solid weight around my waist, his heat seeping through the torn velvet of my emerald dress. He was bruised, his shoulder bleeding where an arrow had grazed him and his hair was matted with soot. But as he looked down at the village, his expression was one of fierce protective pride. "We’re home, Rachel," he whispered, his voice still raspy from the roar of the bat
Last Updated: 2026-09-15
The Alpha's Rejected Mate
Kieran Blackwood, ruthless Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, was born to lead and conquer. But when he finally finds his fated mate, Selene Everhart, she does the unthinkable...she rejects him.
Selene has her reasons. She refuses to be bound to a man who only knows war and vengeance, a man feared by many. But rejecting an Alpha isn't without consequences, and Kieran refuses to let her go so easily
War brews between rival packs, and Selene's rejection isn't just personal, it's political. And when rival Alpha Darius Nightshade sets his sights on her, Kieran must decide... will he let her slip away, or will he claim what's his, even if it mesns forcing the bond neither of them wanted?
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"I didn't ask you to follow me."
His gaze darkened. "You didn't have to."
I swallowed hard, hating the way my pulse raced under his stare. "I don't belong to you."
Kieran took a slow step forward. "You do."
His presence was suffocating, his heat too close. I stood my ground even as my wolf whimpered inside me.
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Chapter: Chapter 13Selene's POV The moment Kieran let go of me, the air in the hallway suddenly felt violently cold. I turned away, my boots clicking rhythmically against the stone floor, desperate to put distance between us. But it was a lie. Even as I stepped back, my skin hummed where he had touched me, the bond refusing to die no matter how much I willed it to. Damn him. Damn the way he could walk into my life, into my home, and shake the very foundations of the world I was trying to rebuild. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, trying to calm the frantic beating of my heart. My wolf restlessly paced behind my ribs, a silver shadow that whimpered for the Alpha she had been told to forget. "You should go," I said, my voice sounding steadier than I felt. I kept my back to him, afraid that if I looked into those stormy eyes, I'd lose my footing again. Kieran didn't move. I could feel the heat radiating off him, an immovable force of nature. He had always been too big for the rooms he occ
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
Chapter: Chapter 12Kieran's POV The moment Finn stormed into my office, I knew something was wrong. "You're not going to like this," he said, his voice tight with barely contained frustration. I set down the glass of whiskey I'd been holding and leveled him with a stare. "Then don't waste time. Spit it out." Finn exhaled sharply, shoving a hand through his hair. "It's Selene." Her name was enough to send a bolt of tension through my spine. I hadn't seen her since the night she ran, but she had haunted my thoughts like a ghost that refused to rest. I had spent years hardening myself against weakness, against distractions, but she had been the one thing I couldn't bury no matter how much I tried. I leaned back in my chair, keeping my expression unreadable. "What about her?" Finn's jaw tightened. "She met with Darius... again." The words took a second to sink in. The air in the room seemed to shift, growing heavier, hotter. I went still. "Come again?" "She's still making contact with
Last Updated: 2025-12-12
Chapter: Chapter 11Selene's POV The moment I stepped back onto Everhart territory, I felt the weight of my decision settle over me. The confrontation with Darius had been a gamble - one I wasn't entirely sure had paid off. I had gone there as a show of strength, to prove that I wouldn't be intimidated. But the way he had looked at me, the way he had spoken... It left a bitter taste in my mouth. I hated that I had needed to meet with him in the first place. Hated that I had to consider an alliance with him at all. But what choice did I have? The Blackwood Pack would never accept me now. Kieran had made that clear. He didn't want me as his mate. He didn't want me at his side. And yet... I swallowed hard, trying to shake the lingering memory of him - the way his golden eyes burned into me even as he rejected me. The way my wolf still ached for him, despite everything. I needed to push those thoughts away. The moment I crossed the threshold of my pack's main hall, my mother's voice rang
Last Updated: 2025-12-12
Chapter: Chapter 10Selene's POV Darius Nightshade leaned back in his chair, a slow smirk curving his lips as he studied me. His office was dimly lit, the scent of burning wood and aged whiskey filling the air. It was nothing like the sleek, controlled atmosphere of Kieran's territory. Darius's domain was rawer - wilder. I stood in front of his desk, my arms crossed over my chest, trying to suppress the unease curling in my stomach. The man in front of me was dangerous. He always had been. And now, I had willingly stepped into his den. "Selene Everhart," Darius mused, tapping his fingers on the wooden surface. "I have to say, I didn't expect this." I lifted my chin. "I came to talk, not play games." His smirk deepened. "Funny. I thought that's all you and Kieran ever did - play games." My wolf bristled, but I forced myself to remain still. "I rejected him," I said evenly. "My loyalty is to my own pack. Not his." Darius chuckled, the sound low and amused. "Oh, I know. The whole damn t
Last Updated: 2025-12-11
Chapter: Chapter 9Kieran's POV I knew something was wrong the moment Finn stormed into my office. Not wrong in the usual way - the kind of wrong that came with managing a pack, handling rogues, or preparing for war. This was different. Finn's eyes were sharp, his energy tense. His hands clenched at his sides like he was barely holding himself back. I set my whiskey glass down with deliberate calm. "What happened?" Finn didn't speak right away. He was waiting. Choosing his words carefully. I didn't have the patience for that. "Spit it out." My voice came out rougher than I intended. He exhaled sharply. "It's Selene." I went still. My fingers curled against the edge of the desk. "What about her?" Finn hesitated for half a second. Then he said it. "She's with Darius." The air in the room shifted. A slow, cold rage started building in my chest. I pushed away from my desk, standing to my full height. "Explain." Finn's jaw tightened. "She went back to her pack, and Darius was
Last Updated: 2025-12-11
Chapter: Chapter 8Selene's POV Darius Nightshade leaned casually against the doorframe, looking completely at ease - like he belonged here. Like he owned the place. And for the first time in my life, my father didn't tell him to leave. A cold, sinking feeling settled in my gut. "What the hell is he doing here?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended. Darius smirked. "That's no way to greet an old friend, Selene." "You are not my friend," I snapped. His golden eyes gleamed with amusement, and his smirk only widened, as if my hostility entertained him. "No? That's funny. Because your father and I were just having a very... interesting conversation about your future." I turned to my father. "What is he talking about?" Alpha Ronald folded his arms across his broad chest, his silver eyes assessing me. "You left me with very few choices, Selene." A chill ran through me. "Choices for what?" Darius stepped forward, his presence suffocating, his scent thick with dominance and somet
Last Updated: 2025-02-15
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