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.Selena’s POVI was losing ground.Gradually I was beginning to know that Keiran was getting out of my control and soon I will not be able to control him and he might be a disaster to my Kingdom.The reports came one after another, stacked neatly on obsidian tables, delivered by hands that no longer trembled out of loyalty but obligation.Guards refusing secondary orders that was given directly from me. Witches requesting reassignment. Patrol leaders questioning the necessity of continued preparations.It was certain that these people are no longer afraid of what I might do to them and that amazed me. Before now, no one dared question my orders, because they knew they would be dead before anything.Fear had always been enough before. Fear and certainty. I had built this palace on the understanding that I am the final authority and going against me is like digging your own grave. But something had shifted. Fear was no longer unifying them. It was isolating them.People spoke in corners
Kieran’s POVThey loosened the restraints at dawn.The iron-thread shackles no longer bit into my wrists when I moved, but they never stopped touching skin. The runes etched into them stayed warm, humming faintly like a warning that hadn’t finished speaking. Every movement carried resistanc. A leash disguised as mercy.I understood immediately that they were trying to cage me like an animal since it was difficult for them to take my powers.The guards made sure I understood it too.They rotated through the yard in pairs, fresh faces, unfamiliar postures. Different voices. Different rhythms. Some stood too close. Some pretended not to watch me at all. One of them dropped his spear on purpose just to see if I’d flinch but I just glared at him.I stood barefoot on the cold stone, shirt damp with morning mist, breathing slow. The yard smelled of iron, sweat, and old fractures in the ground that never fully healed. The walls loomed higher than they should have, listening.They always liste
Aurelia’s POVThey let me out without warning.No knock. No explanation. One moment there was only the dark, thick, absolute, pressing against my eyes like it wanted to seep inside me and the next, the door opened.Light struck me like a blow.I flinched hard enough that my knees nearly buckled. Sound followed immediately, boots on stone, the clink of metal, the low murmur of voices that felt too loud, too alive. My ears rang. My vision blurred. I tasted blood, sharp and sudden.“On your feet,” a guard said.I forced my eyes open.The corridor swam, then steadied. The torches burned too bright, their flames aggressive after so long without anything but memory and breath. My body reacted before my mind caught up, heart racing, muscles coiling like I was about to be struck again.But no one touched me.That was the first wrong thing.They didn’t drag me. They escorted me.Two guards walked at my sides, not gripping my arms, not shoving me forward. They moved like I might shatter if hand
Dominic’s POVI woke up dying.That was the first thing I knew, before my name, before the cold, before the taste of blood thick in my mouth. Breathing hurt.Every inhale scraped like broken glass. Every exhale felt optional, like my lungs were asking why bother?“Don’t sleep,” a voice rasped near me. “If you sleep now, you won’t come back the same.”I tried to laugh. It came out wet.“Bold of you,” I muttered, my tongue thick, “to assume I’d come back at all.”The old prisoner sat beside the slab where they’d chained me, his back hunched, his hands stained dark with old magic and newer blood that was mine. His eyes were sharper than they should’ve been for someone who’d been down here as long as he had.“You’re still have time to leave, I can still feel your wolf.” he said. “Barely. But it’s enough to keep you forore days.”Something burned along my veins.I gasped, arching against the restraints as heat tore through me, vicious and bright. My vision exploded into white.“What did y
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
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
Aurelia’s POVThe message came at dusk.Not through the usual channels, it was not barked by a cruel steward or tossed at me like an afterthought by a guard who barely remembered my name. This one was deliberate. Formal. Carried by a palace runner who wouldn’t meet my eyes when he spoke.“You are r
Aurelia’s POVSelena didn’t raise her voice when she gave the order.She never did when she wanted to hurt me the most.“Take her to the ritual chambers,” she said calmly, sipping her wine as if she were discussing the weather. “They need to be cleaned. Thoroughly.”The guards stiffened. Even they
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