LOGINBetrayed. Killed. Reborn. And now? She's out for blood and not even the moon goddess will save them. Aurelia Zane was just a desperate Omega. Used as a surrogate by an evil Luna, murdered in secret, and discarded like a piece of trash, her life ended in agony, until the Moon Goddess gave her a second chance. Now reborn just before the betrayal, Aurelia remembers everything. The lies. The pain. And the devastating truth: she’s the Alpha King’s true mate but a potion kept their bond hidden… until now. When she intercepts the same potion meant to blind the King once more, Aurelia exposes the Luna’s darkest secrets. But vengeance isn't that simple, especially when power-hungry enemies still lurk in the shadows, and the Alpha King is more beast than man. As passion sparks and the King begins to fall for her, Aurelia must choose between the burning rage of revenge and the dangerous pull of love. But when her enemies strike again, stealing her children, framing her for treason, and unleashing a hidden heir to the throne. Aurelia realizes one chilling truth: To protect her child, her mate, and her crown… she must become the monster they all fear.
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I waited for the pain to go away. But it didn't.
Loud screams tore from my throat before I could stop them. My fingers clawed at the blood-soaked sheets, my nails dug deep into the thin mattress of the birthing room as another contraction ripped through me like fire.
“Push!” the midwife urged, her gloved hands already in place. “You’re almost there!”
I was drenched in sweat, trembling, breathless, and the pain I felt was way out of this world. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
This is it, I told myself. Just a little more. One more push and I’d be done. One more push and I’d get the money, and I could save my mama. All of this was for her; I only agreed to be a surrogate because I couldn't just watch my mama die in that hospital bed. She's been in and out of a coma, and if nothing is done, she's definitely going to die.
I opened my eyes, forcing my body to give one final, desperate push. With a guttural cry, I bore down. My body tore, and I felt relieved.
Seconds later, there was a loud cry from the baby.
"A healthy baby boy!" the midwife announced, holding up the tiny baby in the air.
I collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving. Tears slipped down my cheeks as I tried to catch my breath. I turned my head just as Luna Selena stepped closer to the baby. Her ice-blonde hair was swept back into a tight bun, her emerald eyes glinting with so much happiness as she held him.
Her lips curled into a perfect smile. “Thank you for your service, Aurelia. But it's quite unfortunate that this will be your last day on earth.”
My heart stopped. I blinked, trying to comprehend what she had just said. But then a sudden, wet gurgling sound snapped my head to the other side.
The midwife’s eyes were wide open as she gasped for breath. Her throat had been slit clean across, and her blood sprayed everywhere as she crumpled to the floor.
“Oh good goddess!” I choked, trying to sit up.
The doctor slumped next, as a scalpel lodged in his temple. The nurse didn't move. She couldn't. I was stock-still too. With trembling legs, the nurse started backing into the corner, only for her head to be twisted with a sickening crack.
My gaze slid around the room, everywhere was stained with blood. At this point, I'd forgotten how to breathe. All I wanted was for this to be a dream.
“You…” My voice trembled. “Why did you kill them?!”
“Because I can. And frankly,” she sighed, examining the baby’s tiny face like she was inspecting a doll, “I do not want any inconvenience in the future.”
My black eyes widened. Fear slid down my spine immediately. “I don't understand. What's going on?!”
Selena suddenly let out a laugh, then turned to look at me on the bed. Noticing a tear had slipped down my cheek at some point, she gently wiped my cheek with her thumb. "You must be dumb, aren't you? So after all these months, you still couldn't tell that the king is your true mate?"
I froze. My heart slammed to a stop, then I lifted my head slowly. "What did you just say?"
She laughed, almost delighted by the horror on my face. “Yes, Alpha Dominic is your mate but I made sure he never found out. I am his true Luna, and you're nothing but a piece of trash, a flimsy distraction from the moon goddess.”
My mouth opened, then closed, unable to form words.
“The potion I give him every morning? Oh, that was what suppressed the mate bond. But now I don't have to do that anymore, because you will be gone for good. But before that, I have a visitor for you. You might want to see him.”
Before I could say anything, I turned to see my own father. He was as terrifying as a demon crawling out of hell to claim lives, his stare enough to send chills down anyone's spine.
I hadn’t seen him in almost two years, not since he sold off the last of our belongings and disappeared with the money. He hadn’t called. Hadn’t visited the hospital when my mama got involved in the accident.
But for a moment, I dared to hope that maybe my father would save me from this nightmare.
“Papa?” I croaked. “Please… help me.”
But that only triggered his anger. He moved closer, and with a swift kick, his boot connected with my face before I could even flinch.
“Don’t you ever call me that again, you miserable mistake,” he growled.
Pain exploded in my jaw as my head slammed into the floor. I let out a piercing scream, but my father didn't bother to listen. He went on and on until I was so weak, I lost the ability to even speak.
He walked over to Selena, took a thick envelope from her hand, and counted the money casually. That was when it dawned on me that this had been their plan.
Selena turned to me, a smirk tugging at her lips.
“Say hi to your mama for me.”
My breath caught. Cold terror wrapped around my throat.
“…What did you do to her?”
She knelt beside me, her breath hot against my ear, and then she whispered, "Same thing I'm about to do to you."
A dagger drove straight into my chest. I coughed, and blood gushed out of my mouth. My body was numb, and slowly I started losing my vision. But the pain in my heart was so fierce, I was afraid to recognize it. My mind was becoming coherent, savagely so, screaming at the moon goddess to give me one more chance!
I had their faces imprinted in my heart, and I do not think my soul will find peace if they don't feel the same pain they've caused me today.
**** When my eyes flung open, I gasped. I thought was in hell but it seemed too silent for a place meant for sinners. My hands flew to my chest, searching for the wound but there was nothing.I blinked hard, trying to focus as I saw the room was small and cramped. A single bed, torn curtains, and the smell of cheap soap. This wasn't the birthing room.
This was the servant quarters. I sat up too fast and my head spun. I looked down at my stomach and my breath caught. It was completely flat.
What the hell?
I stumbled to the cracked mirror on the wall and my reflection stared back. My face looked younger, and less exhausted and the dark circles under my eyes were barely there.Then I saw the calendar pinned beside the mirror and my heart stopped. This was ten months ago.
The exact day I was supposed to sleep with the Alpha King for the surrogacy.But I already gave birth. I already died. This couldn't be real. Was it?
A sharp knock rattled the door."Aurelia!" I heard the head maid Constance's voice.
"You're expected in the Alpha's chambers in two hours. Move!"
Two hours? I had just two hours before I'd be in his room, in his bed, starting this nightmare all over again.Dominic’s POVPain woke me that morning.It came sharp and immediate, like claws raking through my spine, tearing me out of whatever thin, merciful darkness I’d managed to fall into. My body jerked hard against the chains before I even knew where I was. Iron bit into my wrists. The floor scraped my knees raw as I gasped and sucked in air that burned all the way down.Something felt wrong inside of my system.Something had changed.I pressed my forehead to the cold stone and tried to breathe through it, but the pain didn’t ebb like it usually did. It spread. Crawled. It felt as if something inside me had been ripped loose and left flailing.Then I felt the seal.One of them was gone.I froze, every muscle locking as awareness crept in. The suppression seals had always been constant, a suffocating weight layered over my bones, my magic smothered and muted until it barely whispered. I knew their pressure the way a man knows the sound of his own heartbeat.But now there was a gap.A raw,
Selena’s POVI watched her sleep from behind the warded glass, the barrier humming faintly under my fingertips.Madeline. Small, fragile in repose, but impossibly bright. Even in the dim candlelight, she radiated power, soft at first glance, but rolling beneath the skin like tidal waves barely contained. It seeped into the air, brushing at my wards, making them quiver as though uncertain of their allegiance.This was not part of the plan.No child had ever held this much energy. No child had ever resisted so completely. Her glow pulsed with life, a rhythm anchored to her heartbeat, yet it was deeper, wider, almost… independent. It made my stomach knot with an unfamiliar unease.I traced the faint lines of her aura through the ward, and the connection snapped at me, almost like a tether I hadn’t tied. My fingers itched to reach through, to claim, to dominate. I pressed my hands to the marble ledge and forced the wards higher, thicker. But even as I reinforced them, I could feel her, in
Madeline’s POVThe summons came suddenly, ripping me from the thin comfort of my cot. I hated hearing those voices because I knew exactly what it meant.“Madeline!” a guard called, voice sharp. “Get out of that bed and come with me immediately.”I had barely pulled my blanket over my shoulders. My heart thudded in panic. I knew what this meant. Punishment. “What have I done?” I whispered to myself, more than anyone else. My voice trembled, though no one could hear it beyond the walls of the children’s quarters.By the time I followed the guards through the silent corridors, the answer remained elusive. No one explained. No one offered even a glance. Just movement, the clatter of boots, the echo of my own fear. Ever since Kieran was taken away, I've never viewed this place the same way again, I knew a lot of evil was happening here and I was definitely not safe. I've also seen how they treat mama and that alone have given me the truth I need to know.We entered a room I had never seen
Aurelia’s POVI had barely finished scrubbing the eastern wing floors when a sharp voice sliced through the air.“Aurelia! You're needed right now.”Two guards appeared at the doorway, their hands on my elbows before I could resist. I stumbled, my knees weak from exhaustion, but they ignored it. One shoved me forward, the other walked silently beside me, eyes flicking everywhere as if they expected an attack.“Where are you taking me?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended.“Orders from the council,” one replied, voice neutral but filled with warning. “No questions.”I forced my jaw tight, letting my hands remain steady despite the burns on my palms and the ache radiating through my arms. Every step toward the council chambers felt like walking through ice. My heart thudded in my chest, loud enough that I was sure the guards could hear it.When the heavy oak doors opened, the chamber beyond greeted me with a cold formality. The council members sat in high-backed chairs. Their g
Lyra’s POVOver time I've learnt and master the act of being quite. It happened way before Selena chopped off my tongue.In this palace, silence was your only assurance to survive. You can't say nothing about anything, or even act like you saw it. Ever since Selena became queen we've all had to act
Selena’s POVThe altar screamed.Not aloud but through me, straight down my spine, sharp and sudden, like a blade dragged between my bones. I gasped and staggered back as the runes carved into the stone flared bloof, pulsing once… twice… before collapsing into darkness.My hands trembled as I press
Aurelia’s POVI knew something was wrong the moment I stepped into the children’s quarters.It wasn’t loud. There was no screaming from Keiran, no broken furniture, no blood on the floor. Everywhere was still very organized and quiet.Kieran’s bed was empty.Not rumpled the way it usually was when
Madeline’s POVThe whispers started before I learned how to count properly.Before I learned which forks were for which meals. Before I learned that crying too loudly made the maids angry. I was seven, but then it felt like I had lived in this world for a long time.They came from everywhere and no






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