The Alpha's Forgotten Luna
Sienna was born the Alpha’s daughter, yet she grew up like a shadow in her own pack. After her mother’s death, love became a privilege she was never granted. Her stepmother’s cruelty was quiet but constant, her stepsister adored while Sienna was trained to obey, not to lead. Power flowed in her veins, but she was taught to shrink until she believed she was worth nothing more than her silence.
Cassius was her only constant. The future Alpha, the boy who stood in front of her when others sneered, who promised protection with bloodied knuckles and fierce eyes. But packs do not run on childhood promises. As they grew, the elders whispered that Sienna was weak, unworthy, a liability. Lies spread, carefully crafted to rot her reputation from the inside out.
When fate revealed them as mates, it should have been a blessing. Instead, it became a weapon. Cassius’s claim to the Alpha seat trembled, and the pack demanded a stronger Luna. Sienna overheard their plans and began pulling her heart apart stitch by stitch, preparing to disappear.
At the mate recognition ceremony, Cassius hesitated. And in that pause, everything shattered. He rejected her publicly, accused her of manipulation, and broke her wolf before the entire pack. Sienna did not scream. She simply broke.
Then came the secret. A child growing inside her. A life she would protect at any cost.
She fled. She survived. She rose.
Years later, Sienna returns no longer weak, no longer begging, with a child whose eyes mirror Cassius’s soul. The bond reignites, but she is done being chosen last.
This time, Cassius must burn his world down to earn her back.
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Chapter: 226. SIENNANearly a month had passed since Nicholas came into the world, and for the first time since his birth, I stood before the bedroom mirror wearing something other than comfortable nursing clothes. The long healing process had tested my patience far more than I wanted to admit. My incision had closed well according to Marianne, but every careful step still reminded me that my body had fought one of the hardest battles of my life. I moved slowly while Camilia stood behind me, gently helping me slip into an elegant ivory Luna gown embroidered with delicate silver thread that shimmered like moonlight against fresh snow. The fabric rested comfortably over my healing body without pressing against my scar, and for the first time in weeks, I almost felt like myself again. Selena insisted that no one else was allowed to touch my hair. She stood proudly on a small stool, carefully brushing every strand with the seriousness of someone performing the most important duty in the world. Across the room
Última atualização: 2026-07-13
Chapter: 225. CASSIUSMorning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, bathing our bedroom in a warm golden glow. For the first time in what felt like forever, I woke before everyone else. Usually waking up between feeds for our baby boy, I would not be the first one to rise at all. I knew pretty well if Sienna moved or woke up, but nothing apart from that. I stayed still for a long moment. Sienna slept peacefully beside me, her body curled toward the small wooden bassinet placed next to our bed. Even in her sleep, one hand rested outside the blanket, almost reaching toward it, as though she needed the reassurance that our son was still within arm's reach. The past week had taken its toll on her. Faint shadows lingered beneath her eyes, and every now and then her brows furrowed before relaxing again.She looked exhausted. She looked beautiful. Most importantly, she was here. A lump settled in my throat. Thank you. The words echoed silently inside my heart. My heart was filled with overflowing gratitu
Última atualização: 2026-07-12
Chapter: 224. SIENNASelena climbed onto the bed with surprising care, making sure not to jostle her little brother sleeping peacefully in the crib beside them. She tucked her legs beneath herself before resting her head lightly against my shoulder. For a while neither of us spoke. Outside, I could hear Kane loudly insisting that he and Cassius were perfectly capable of making lunch without burning the kitchen down. Judging by the muffled laughter that followed, I doubted that very much. The silence between Selena and me wasn't uncomfortable. It never had been. My daughter had always been thoughtful before she spoke, weighing every word as though it mattered. She reached for my hand and gently traced the faint lines across my palm. "Mom?" she asked quietly. "Are you happy?" The question caught me off guard. I turned to look at her. "Very happy." She studied my face for another moment before smiling with quiet satisfaction. "Good. Daddy looks happier too. He smiles even when nobody says anything funny." I
Última atualização: 2026-07-11
Chapter: 223. CASSIUS"What should we name him?"The question slipped out before I could stop it.Our son lay asleep between us, his tiny fists curled beside his cheeks, completely unaware that the two people staring at him had spent the last several minutes trying to find a name worthy of him.Sienna didn't answer immediately.Instead, she looked at me with that quiet smile she wore whenever she already knew something I didn't."I've been waiting for you to choose first," she said softly.I frowned. "Me?"She nodded."This is your first pregnancy from beginning to end, Cassius. You were there for every appointment. Every craving. Every kick. Every sleepless night. Every ridiculous question you asked Marianne.""I did not ask ridiculous questions.""You asked if babies could hiccup too much.""They can.""They cannot.""They absolutely can."She laughed under her breath before reaching over to squeeze my hand."You've waited for this longer than you realize. I wanted you to have the first choice."I looked
Última atualização: 2026-07-09
Chapter: 222. SIENNAThe next three days passed in a blur of healing, laughter, interrupted sleep, and endless cuddles. My body still protested every movement. Sitting up required effort. Standing was worse. Walking felt as though someone had stitched together muscles that had never belonged together in the first place. Marianne repeatedly reminded me that recovering from surgery demanded patience, something I possessed in embarrassingly small quantities. Every morning she inspected the incision, checked on our son, and gave me permission to walk a little farther than the day before. Every afternoon she caught me trying to do more than I was supposed to. Every evening she scolded both Cassius and me for exhausting ourselves. Somehow, despite all of us being adults, she managed to command the room with frightening efficiency. I eventually stopped arguing. Cassius, on the other hand, nodded solemnly every single time Marianne spoke, only to become even more overprotective once she left.He had quietly becom
Última atualização: 2026-07-08
Chapter: 221. CASSIUSI never imagined something so ordinary could leave me speechless.Marianne had left only a few minutes earlier after patiently showing Sienna how to position our son for his first proper feed. Mom had quietly ushered Dad outside, promising they would return later with Kane and Selena once Sienna had rested a little more. The room finally settled into silence again. Warm afternoon light spilled through the curtains, bathing everything in soft gold. Our son stirred in Sienna's arms, making tiny impatient noises that sounded far too demanding for someone barely a day old. She smiled sleepily, her entire expression transforming the moment she looked down at him."He's hungry," she murmured. It was such a simple observation. She adjusted herself carefully against the pillows, still wincing every now and then from the surgery. Every movement was slow, deliberate, rem
Última atualização: 2026-07-08
Chapter: 160. ARIANAThe world between dream and waking was hazy, yet somehow brighter than reality itself. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt wasn’t fear, but warmth. My body was heavy with exhaustion, yet my heart—oh, my heart was full. Tears slipped down the corner of my eyes even before I realized why. Memories that weren’t mine lived inside me, whispering through my veins like blood carrying a thousand years of longing. Seraphina’s life. Her pain. Her love. Her desperate cries for her child. And finally, her peace when the Moon Goddess had held her and promised her a better life.I had seen it all. Lived it all.And now I knew—her better life was me.A shaky breath left my lips, my hand instinctively going to my belly. The faint swell beneath my palm pulsed with promise, the third heartbeat
Última atualização: 2025-08-25
Chapter: 159. LUCASShane’s voice faded into silence, the story ending like a candle guttering out in a room too heavy with shadows. I sat there frozen, staring at her as though her words were still weaving themselves into the air around me. My throat felt raw, my chest heavy, and yet the ache that spread through me wasn’t only sorrow. It was something else—a strange, unexpected peace, tangled with grief.Seraphina. Her story was not just words, not just fragments of a past long buried—it was her life. Her pain. Her stolen joy. And for the first time, I felt the full weight of it.Tears burned at the corners of my eyes, and I didn’t bother wiping them away. I let them fall, let them trail down my skin. Maybe I owed her that. Maybe I owed her far more.
Última atualização: 2025-08-25
Chapter: 158. SERAPHINASilence.It was the kind that stretched endlessly, as though the world itself had gone mute. I stood upon what looked like endless clouds, pale and silver, shimmering beneath a sky that had no sun and no moon. My feet did not sink, nor did they move, yet somehow I was standing, breathing—though I was certain breath no longer belonged to me.I was dead.The thought struck me not with fear, but with an aching hollowness that spread through me like frost. I pressed a hand against my chest where once a heart had pounded restlessly, yearning, breaking, surviving. Now there was nothing. Only silence.And yet, even here, beyond the veil, my eyes were not allowed to rest. They sought something—someone. My child. The one who had not even taken his first breath, the li
Última atualização: 2025-08-24
Chapter: 157. CAELANIt had been a month. A month of nights when the silence felt too vast, when her voice should have filled these walls but never did. A month of mornings when a child’s soft cry was the only thing that tethered me to this world. He was not mine by blood, not mine by right, yet the moment she had placed him in my arms, with that broken whisper—take him, promise me he will live—something inside me shifted.From that day, he was my son.I sat in the garden now, the late afternoon sun spilling across the stone paths, warming the cradle that swayed gently beside me. His tiny chest rose and fell in rhythm, fist curled against his cheek, lips parted as though he were smiling at some secret dream. Her dream.
Última atualização: 2025-08-24
Chapter: 156. LUCIENDoing right by her.For once in my life, the phrase did not feel hollow. It was not about politics, it was not about appearances, not about the crown I carried like a curse—it was about her. Seraphina. The woman I loved, the woman I lost, the woman whose absence burned holes into my soul that no amount of time nor duty could mend.I stood in the great hall that morning, the weight of the crown heavy on my head, the council gathered around me like carrion birds. Their whispers had grown louder since Caelan left with my son—our son. They thought I didn’t hear, but I did. Every word. Every insult disguised as careful speculation. Every sneer at her name.“She was never meant to be queen.” “She bewitched him.” “She brought ruin.” “Perhaps the gods punished her, punished us, through her.”They didn’t say it to my face, but I knew. And today, I would not ignore it anymore.I slammed my hand against the throne’s armrest, the sound echoing like a crack of thunder across the marble walls. T
Última atualização: 2025-08-23
Chapter: 155. LUCIENI couldn’t sleep.Not anymore.It has been a week since Caelan left with my son.My son.This is probably the first time I have acknowledged it to myself—that he was mine. He was ours. He is ours.I sat up, rubbing my eyes, trying to find ways to sleep. But I just couldn’t. Not anymore. A lot of things haunted me and it was too late.Why did she not tell me? I knew the answer for it. But a part of me wanted to ask her that question anyway, as if saying it aloud would change the truth.Why did I not do anything when I knew that she was pregnant? I saw her… I saw her in a way I had never seen before, I saw her swollen with my child, and yet I didn’t make a move. Not once did I go and check on her. Why?And the dreadful part. The birth.It clung to me like blood that refused to wash away.I leaned forward, pressing my forehead into my palms, when the memory clawed its way back to me—uninvited, merciless.The midwife had been trembling when she came to me that night, her hands still smell
Última atualização: 2025-08-23
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