Novels by Liet

Selene felt it before she understood what was happening.A strange warmth spread through her chest, soft at first… then sharp, pulling at something deep inside her. Her wolf stirred suddenly, restless and alert.Her head lifted on instinct.And then she saw him.Luciano.Across the crowded room, their eyes met at the exact same time.Everything else faded.The music, the laughter, the clinking of glasses—it all became background noise. The only thing that mattered was him.The scent hit her next: dark pine, cedar, something warm and masculine that wrapped around her senses and made her feel unsteady.Her heart skipped.Her wolf pushed forward.Mate…The word echoed in her mind, louder this time.Mate.Selene’s breath caught.Luciano had already stood up.His chair shifted slightly behind him as he took a step forward, as if he didn’t even realize he was moving. His golden eyes were locked on hers, filled with the same shock… the same realization.But then he stopped himself.You could

The grand ballroom of the Blood Moon Pack’s estate shimmered under hundreds of crystal chandeliers and lighted lamps, the air thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and roasted meats from the long banquet tables. Laughter and music swirled together as wolves from allied packs mingled, dressed in their finest silks and tailored suits.Unmated wolves gathered in hopes that the moon goddess would finally reveal their destined mates under the silver light.---At the entrance of the grand hall—Guests had already begun arriving.One after the other.Names announced.Titles carried.Power displayed without apology.Alphas.Lunas.Nobles draped in wealth and arrogance."His Majesty, Alpha Kane Blackthorn, is arriving!" a guard announced, and the guests immediately stood up, some stretching their necks to catch a glance of him.Kane walked in, and everything shifted; even the air felt different.A powerful aura surrounded him. His outfit was the perfect fit, sharp along his shoulders

By the time night fell, the entire castle had changed.It didn’t feel like the same place anymore.Everything looked… richer.Warmer.More welcoming.Golden light spilled from massive chandeliers hanging high above the grand hall, reflecting off polished floors and crystal glasses like tiny flickers of fire. Long tables lined the sides, already dressed with expensive wine, delicate plates, and food that looked too perfect to touch.Servants moved fast.Quietly.Trained.Every step measured, like one wrong move could cost them their heads.And honestly?It probably could. ********Upstairs, Selene stood in front of her mirror, holding up two dresses.One soft.One dangerous.She didn’t even hesitate.The dangerous one.Always.She slipped into it slowly, adjusting the fabric over her hips, smoothing it down like she was preparing for war, not a ball.Her mind drifted to him.Luciano.The way he had stopped.The way he had looked at her like she like she was somethi

Kane’s study felt tense at that moment, the kind of quiet that settled heavily after late-night whiskey and unspoken worries. He stood near the window, arms crossed, while Luciano leaned against the bookshelf, staring at the floor. Darius sat on the edge of the desk, drumming his fingers. Anika lounged in the leather armchair, legs crossed, looking far too pleased with herself.“She should’ve been here by now,” Anika said, checking the clock on the wall. “Selene knows how important this is.”Luciano shifted but said nothing. Kane just nodded once, his jaw tight.The door finally opened. Selene stepped inside first, her expression carefully neutral, but she wasn’t alone. Elara walked in right behind her, smoothing down her simple dress as if she could hide how out of place she felt.Anika’s posture changed instantly. She uncrossed her legs and sat up straighter. “What is *she* doing here?”Selene glanced at Elara, then back at the others. “I asked her to come. She’s good with details,

WINE CELLAR“Are you okay? You’ve been quiet since we got here,” Luciano said, his voice low but edged with concern.Kane didn’t answer.“You even ignored Elara and the other maids,” Darius added, watching him closely.Still nothing.Kane grabbed a glass, poured whiskey into it with a heavy hand, and downed it in one go. The burn hit his throat, but it did nothing to settle the storm inside him. He dropped the glass onto the wooden table with a dull thud.“I’m having second thoughts about this ball.”Darius blinked.Then, dramatically, he stepped forward and cupped Kane’s face in both hands.Kane jerked back instantly, frowning. “What the hell are you doing?”“I’m checking if you’re still my best friend or if someone replaced you,” Darius said, dead serious for a second—then grinned.Kane shoved his hands away. “Fuck you.”“I’m not Elara,” Darius shot back with a wink.A low growl rumbled in Kane’s chest. He turned away, grabbed a bottle this time, and drank straight from it,longer th

**: HALLWAY ★**"Are you really going to let those old men push you into something you aren't ready for?" Prince Darius asked, breaking the silence as their footsteps echoed down the wide stone hallway."And what's that?" Kane replied."Choosing a Luna!""He can only choose if his fated mate doesn't show up," Luciano explained calmly. "We all know how this works. He has ruled long enough—he needs a Luna by his side.""So Anika is the right choice?" Darius growled, his voice low and dangerous."That's the elders' choice," Kane said, speaking for the first time."What about *your* choice?" Luciano and Darius asked at the same time.Kane sighed heavily, running a hand through his dark hair. "I don't know... I can't go another full moon without my mate. Tyrant is already growing wild. He needs her.""And you need your Luna," Darius said, clasping a strong hand on Kane’s shoulder in quiet support."What becomes of Elara and Anika if she shows up?" Luciano asked, his tone careful."Elara is