The Wolfless Luna
Seraphina Wilson was born to be a Luna, but fate had other plans. Marked as wolfless, she was betrayed by the two people she trusted most—her younger sister, Zara, and her fiance, Ethan. Their affair had been a secret for years, and when the truth came to light, Seraphina lost everything. Her family turned on her, stripping her of dignity and forcing her into servitude while Ethan proudly took Zara as his bride.
But destiny wasn’t done with Seraphina.
When the formidable Lycan Prince of Arcadia arrives at the Wilson estate with an offer—one that would change her life forever—Seraphina takes a leap of faith. In his kingdom, she finds freedom, strength, and something she never expected: a second chance at love.
Yet, shadows and enemies lurking in the dark refuse to let her go. As danger closes in, Seraphina must decide—will she rise and reclaim her power, or remain the broken woman they tried to make her?
Her fate is no longer in their hands. It never was.
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Chapter: Chapter 43: Now Peasant Mira had her way with Nicolas right there in the banquet hall—brazen, unashamed, and before the very eyes of their guests, who were themselves lost in carnal indulgence. The air reeked of lust and wine, thick with the mingled scents of sweat, musk, and desire. Noble wolves writhed with their bonded mates, bodies tangling in a fevered display, while the mateless surrendered themselves to whichever hands they found pleasing.With a daring glint in her eyes, Mira drew up the skirts of her gown, her breath hitching as she straddled Nicolas’s lap. He sat slumped in his great chair, the crown of authority still upon his head though he was more asleep than awake—drugged into this helpless state. His chest rose and fell in deep, slow breaths, but beneath his robes, the hard line of his arousal strained against the fabric, thick and urgent.She hooked her thumbs into the band of her undergarments and tugged them down, baring herself to the dim torchlight. Sliding forward, she positioned her he
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Chapter 42: A Banquet for my King “Ouch!” A sharp cry tore from Mira’s lips as she crashed to the floor.Nicolas turned, sparing her a glance. His face softened instantly, guilt flickering in his eyes. He had not meant to push her away with such force, yet his wolf could not bear her touch.She remained where she had fallen, hands splayed behind her for balance, crimson gown pooling around her like a spill of blood upon marble. Her lips parted slightly, breath shallow, eyes wide with disbelief.The rejection stung—not just from the fall, but because she had never been cast aside before. Not like this. Not so violently.He touched me as though I were filth.Mira rose slowly, her movements measured though fury trembled beneath the surface. Her pride smouldered, yet she forced a smile—sweet, poisonous. She smoothed the front of her gown, lifted her chin, and shaped her voice into the tone of a woman still pulling the strings.“I’m sorry,” Nicolas murmured, reaching for her shoulders. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”“It’s al
Last Updated: 2025-08-08
Chapter: Chapter 41: The Bond “Come here, Indra. What do you think I should do?” Mira’s voice was soft as velvet but carried the weight of a command. She stood tall before her most trusted maid, her gown sweeping the floor like spilled ink.Indra obeyed, her steps measured, her hands clasped neatly behind her back. She had just listened to her queen confess two things — that she carried a child, and that she intended to lay the blame, or rather the honor, upon Nicolas.Since helping Mira dispose of Seraphina, Indra had ascended quickly to a place of dangerous privilege. Now she was head of the royal maids — and Mira’s shadow in every dark scheme.But power came with peril. Indra bit her lip, weighing her answer. The truth — that Mira’s plan was wrong, treacherous — would only stoke her mistress’s wrath. Mira had no patience for honesty that did not flatter her. A queen such as she preferred lies that soothed over truths that stung.Finally, Indra spoke, her tone carefully crafted. “I think… you should sedate the k
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: Chapter 40: Where is dear Zara?Chapter 40A piercing cry of agony tore through the stillness of the night, shattering Seraphina’s deep, dream-laden slumber. She shot upright in bed, her breath unsteady, heart pounding in her chest.Only moments ago, she had been lost in the rare peace that followed an exhausting day of training with Alexander. Now, that fragile quiet was gone.“Who in the goddess’ name could be crying at this hour?” she muttered under her breath, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. The polished stone floor was cold beneath her bare feet as she shuffled toward the door, her sapphire eyes heavy with sleep.But the palace was… different tonight. The air seemed thick, heavy with an unspoken tension. Somewhere in the distance, boots struck the ground in hurried, rhythmic steps.Stepping into the corridor, she caught sight of armed soldiers marching with grim purpose. Their armor clinked in the torchlight, shadows dancing on the high stone walls.She reached for one of them as he passed. “What is
Last Updated: 2025-08-03
Chapter: Chapter 39: Regrets Night unfurled over Arcadia like a velvet cloak, the stars scattered in the heavens like shattered crystal. The moon hung low and full, bathing the castle grounds in a pale, silvery glow. Along the edges of the training grounds, torches flickered and spat softly in the breeze, casting long shadows across the ancient stone walls and dew-kissed earth.Princess Seraphina stepped out beneath the open sky, her shoulders wrapped in a heavy wool cloak. Her breath puffed into the air in pale clouds, vanishing into the darkness. The hem of her midnight-blue gown swept softly over the grass as she walked, each step deliberate and slow.Sleep had abandoned her again.Every time she shut her eyes, his face surfaced.Nicolas.Her chest tightened.Is he looking for me?She shook her head hard, jaw clenching. “No,” she muttered aloud. “He can’t be. He banished me. Him and his so-called queen tried to kill me.”The old ache,the one laced with betrayal and scorched pride—rose like a tide. She clenched
Last Updated: 2025-07-23
Chapter: Chapter 38 : My love Chapter 38“There’s fire on the mountain,” Mira muttered, pacing the stone floor like a caged animal.Kenzo, seated on a fur-covered bench, leaned forward, brow furrowed. “Calm yourself, Mira. You’ve yet to tell me what’s caused this storm in you.”She halted, her back to him, shoulders taut. Then she turned, her lips trembling. “I’m pregnant, Kenzo.”His eyes widened. “Pregnant? That’s... that’s wonderful news. You’ll soon bear the king’s heir—why, then, do you look as if the world is ending?”“You don’t understand,” she snapped, frustration rippling through her voice. “The child... it isn’t his.”Kenzo straightened. “Then whose is it?”She hesitated, biting down on her lower lip. Then, barely above a whisper—“Yours.”Silence fell like a dropped blade.Then, to her astonishment, his face lit up with unrestrained joy. “By the goddess!” he exclaimed, springing to his feet. “Miranda, this is glorious news!” He swept her off the floor in a whirlwind of elation.“Shhh!” she hissed, glarin
Last Updated: 2025-07-18
Dear husband I can live without you
“I want a divorce,” Anna said calmly, her eyes locked on Andy.
“Divorce?” Andy scoffed. “You’re joking.”
But Anna wasn’t smiling. “No, Andy. I’m done. I won’t keep living with you and your mistress.”
Andy laughed. “Be serious, Anna. You can’t live without me. We both know that.”
"Oh you think so! Anna raised an eyebrow and smiled coldly. “Watch me, dear husband. I can live without you.”
With that, she grabbed her luggage, took her son Adrian by the hand, and walked out.
“You’ll hear from my lawyer,” she said without looking back.
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After years of being mocked for her weight and clinging to a broken marriage, Anna Roberts had finally had enough. She tried to hold on. She believed in her vows. But when Andy brought his billionaire widow mistress, Penelope, into their home — Anna reached her breaking point.
So she made the boldest move of her life: she filed for divorce and walked away with nothing but her son and her pride.
Anna entered a world she knew nothing about — but she didn’t back down. She worked hard. She transformed.
And against every expectation, Anna didn’t just survive — she became unstoppable.
She became someone Andy would never deserve again.
She became unforgettable.
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Chapter: Chapter 68: I love it when you call my name like that Vivian stared at her phone’s screen. The name Anna – my bestie stared back at her.One arm wrapped tightly around her knee, she tapped the send button again. Silence. The same silence she’d been met with every time she dialed the number.“Did she block me?”A long, heavy sigh escaped her lips.Frustrated, she tossed her phone aside. Anna’s number had not been going through for days now.She couldn’t stop regretting her actions from that day. Regret sat heavy on her chest like a stone.The sound of her doorbell jolted her back to the present.“Who could that be?”Quietly, she climbed down from her couch and slipped into her fluffy fur rabbit flops.She tugged her bumshort up a little before walking to the door.Peeking through the door hole, a small smile curved her lips, easing the worry on her face when she saw a head of dark curls turned toward her.She flipped her black waves to the side and unlocked the locks.The early evening sun kissed her skin, bathing it in a golden glow as s
Last Updated: 2025-08-15
Chapter: Chapter 67: God ...no. Not Anna. Not like this .Gerald had just finished reviewing the stock logs in the inventory department when his phone vibrated in his pocket.“Excuse me,” he said to the head supervisor, his tone polite but brisk. “I need to take this call.”He stepped out into the hallway, the warehouse scent of cardboard and dust still clinging to him.The number flashing on the screen was unfamiliar—no caller ID, no location tag. His thumb hovered over the decline icon. Gerald hated taking calls from unknown numbers; ninety-nine times out of a hundred, they were either a nuisance or trouble.He almost swiped it away. Almost.Something—maybe instinct, maybe the faint prickle at the back of his neck—made him stop.Taking a steadying breath, he hit accept and lifted the phone to his ear.“Hello, Mr. Smith…” A deep male voice rolled through the speaker, low and guttural, like gravel under a truck tire.Gerald’s brow furrowed. “Who is this?”“I’m the nightmare you’ll wish you’d never met,” the man said, each word soaked in mena
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Chapter 65: Your very best enemy.“I think I’ll get a sandwich today,” Anna said with a soft smile to the breakroom attendant.Maya, the ever-cheerful older woman behind the counter, returned the smile warmly. “Alright, dear. How about a double-loaded one today?” She gave a playful wink.Anna’s eyes lit up with genuine delight. “Oh, I think I need that.”“Of course, my darling.” Maya chuckled. “An extra layer of turkey and mayo makes it even better.”“Absolutely,” Anna grinned, already imagining the taste.She always looked forward to her encounters with Maya. The woman’s golden-toned skin and silver hair—usually tucked neatly under a crisp white bonnet—gave her an air of grace. Her lashes curled lightly over kind eyes, and her wrinkled smile somehow made her look younger, as though joy had kept a piece of her youth preserved.Maya was a storyteller, a joker, a bringer of light in an otherwise tense workday. You could tell, just from the way she carried herself, that her younger years had been full of life and adventu
Last Updated: 2025-08-12
Chapter: Chapter 65: One enemy to destroy the other The sharp gasp cut through the quiet like a blade.“Oh. My. God!” Jasmine’s voice cracked, her hands flying to her mouth as her eyes bulged so wide they looked ready to tumble out. Her jaw hung open, trembling, disbelief and fury fighting for dominance in her expression.The file she had been holding slipped from her fingers, papers scattering across the polished floor.What the hell?The CEO—Gerald King—is secretly smooching his assistant? Have they been… having an affair all along?Her hands balled into tight fists, nails biting into her palms. I knew it. I had my suspicions from the start. And I was right.Her lips twisted into a snarl. So this is why Miss Calm-and-Collected Anna prances around like she’s all business? She’s here to have the CEO to herself?Jealousy slithered through her chest, hot and corrosive, eating at her from the inside out. She wanted to march forward and rip that smug, innocent expression right off Anna’s face.The sharp thud of the file hitting the floor m
Last Updated: 2025-08-11
Chapter: Chapter 64: Prove to me you don't want to kiss me again “Do you think you can just kiss me and then run away like nothing happened?” Gerald’s voice cut through the silence, low and edged, his eyes narrowing into slits.Anna’s throat bobbed as she swallowed, her pulse pounding like a drum beneath her skin.“Do you have any idea,” he went on, his tone softer now but laced with a raw intensity, “how long I’ve wanted to kiss you? To hold you? To feel you in my arms… to touch you?”Those piercing blue eyes fixed on her with the kind of reverence reserved for rare treasures. Anna felt as if he were gazing straight into her soul, weighing her, wanting her, claiming her without a word.Gerald Smith is admitting he’s wanted me? The thought lit up something inside her, a surge of joy she wanted to scream into the air.But just as quickly, reality tugged her back. Her mind flashed to the threatening letter. She still didn’t know if it had anything to do with him—or if it was a cruel coincidence.I shouldn’t be this happy just because my boss says he
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
Chapter: Chapter 63: Sweetest mistake everThe steering wheel jolted violently in Anna’s hands, the tires shrieking as the car veered off the asphalt. Her heart slammed against her ribs, the sound of gravel spraying beneath her wheels echoing like gunfire.“God, no—no!” she gasped, yanking the wheel to the left with all the strength her trembling arms could muster.For a sickening moment, the nose of the car pointed straight toward the jagged drop-off. Beyond it, the Pacific shimmered far below—blue, vast, and merciless.She slammed her foot on the brake. The tires skidded, squealing in protest before the car finally lurched to a stop on the shoulder—one wheel still kissing the edge of loose gravel.Her hands stayed locked on the wheel, knuckles bone-white. Her pulse thundered so loud she couldn’t hear anything else. Air rushed in and out of her lungs in quick, shallow bursts.A passing SUV blared its horn, jolting her like a slap. She flinched, chest tightening.For several seconds, she couldn’t move. The image of the cliff r
Last Updated: 2025-08-08
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