MasukOn the night of her birthday, Celeste Morrigan loses everything her parents dead in an accident, her sister in bed with her boyfriend, and her uncle stealing her inheritance. Branded cursed for her gift of visions, she flees to Nocturne, a shadowed bar where rogues and alphas mingle. One drunken night, the ruthless Alpha Kaelith Draven mistakes her for his long-dead mate and claims her, leaving Celeste broken, but not beaten. Weeks later, a secret blooms within her his child. Determined to protect her baby, Celeste builds a new life among rogues, her gift sharpening into power. But fate isn’t done with her. Kaelith’s pack demands a Luna, his wolf craves her, and enemies circle with blades and lies. Caught between betrayal and destiny, Celeste must decide: will she remain the cursed orphan everyone despises or rise as the Luna who brings empires to their knees?
Lihat lebih banyakMarcus's POV He inhaled slowly, and I knew it would be very hard to get him to open up. “I cannot answer that question yet. At least give me some time.” I slammed a hand down on the table. “You called me here in secret for half-answers, for what gain exactly?” Rowan stepped closer, clearly not intimidated by my outburst. “Marcus… If we reveal everything too early, Kaelith will react with emotion, not strategy. That is what our enemy wants: an impulsive king.” My jaw worked, but I said nothing; I didn't want him to get the wrong narrative. Rowan continued, “We move carefully. Quietly. Hidden in the shadows until the right moment.” I turned away, running a hand through my hair. “I don’t have the luxury of patience. And neither does Kaelith.” Rowan’s voice softened. “This is why I asked at the beginning: why are you truly doing all this?” I froze, not having an answer for him. Rowan spoke again, eyes burning through me. “Guilt, Marcus. You’re trying to repay a debt, that's all
Kaelith's POVMy heart stumbled uncontrollably as Marcus stepped closer, voice raw.“Elara cared about you. More than anything else in this world. And she would never want you to die alone in grief because of her. She would want you to live.”I closed my eyes trying to take everything in. Pain sliced through me, too sharp, new, overwhelming.Marcus kept speaking, seeing that his voice was working.“That decree from the elders? It’s not just politics, Kaelith. It’s survival. The pack needs stability. A Luna and a future.”He swallowed hard, allowing the ones he had said to settle in.“And you… You need to stop punishing yourself."My eyes snapped open, and unknown anger surged in my chest. “You think this is punishment?”Marcus didn’t flinch; instead, he replied.“Yes.” I stepped back, shaking my head. “You don’t understand.”He lifted a brow. “Then explain it to me.”I clenched my jaw, I didn’t want to explain it. Didn’t want to dig open old wounds, but his stare was relentless, enoug
Kaelith’s POV “You’re obviously avoiding the council’s decree.” That was Marcus’s voice the very moment he entered my office, not even did he spare a second to knock, no hesitation before speaking, just a heavy accusation. I didn’t care to look up. I was standing by the window, staring into the forest like answers might decide to walk out of the trees and save me from this great mess. The storms in my chest hadn’t settled since yesterday, the elders pressing, the pack whispering, my wolf pacing like something was actually missing. Or someone important was missing. “I’m not avoiding anything,” I replied, my tone colder than I intended. Marcus scoffed, knowing truly well what I was doing. “Right, and I’m a fairy princess.” I turned then, finally meeting his gaze, just as he wanted. He looked rather exhausted. The kind of exhaustion that spoke of battles fought in silence, secrets carried alone, and worries sharper than claws. His jaw worked tirelessly also. “Alpha Kaelith, you
Unknown guard POV Marcus released me like a bag of sand and knelt to the floor like some kind of wolf detective. “Fresh scent, that's commendable. He left in a hurry.” My whole body shook, not out of shock, but confusion. “Can I go now? Please? I swear to the goddess, I want nothing to do with all of this. I was just doing my duty ” Marcus stood slowly, eyes locking onto mine with a weight that made my bones tremble. It was more than my small structure can carry, more than was needed. “Well, that's too late.” My stomach dropped on hearing that from him. “What do you mean by ‘too late’? I’m not....” “You’re in this now the veyy moment you got to know what they discussed.” “No. No, no, no...Marcus, I don’t want to die young.” He stepped closer, his presence intimidating, towering and hovering over me. He remained unmovable. From every line if his face, danger was carved. I don't know him to be like that, but the more jovial type, and the considerate one. I had no idea what was
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