LOGINA forgotten bite. A fake bond. A power no wolf was meant to command. Twelve years ago, Kira watched her home burn under a blood moon. Smoke in her lungs. A mother’s scarf in her hand. And a golden-eyed boy who bit her—not to mark her, but to silence her. He told her to stay quiet. To wait. Then he left. Now, Kira is back. Not to forgive. Not to forget. But to survive. To infiltrate the pack that destroyed her people. To find the boy who abandoned her and burn his world from the inside. But things have changed. That boy is now Alpha Ronan Vale—cold, ruthless, untouchable. When Kira is captured during the sacred Pack Trial, the Council calls for her execution. Ronan claims her instead, announcing a trial mating bond that isn’t real. At least… it’s not supposed to be. As secrets unravel and an ancient power stirs in her blood, Kira discovers she’s not just an omega. She’s something the world thought extinct—a Royal Omega, born to command alphas and destroy empires. And the fake bond? It starts to feel terrifyingly real. But the past has claws. The Council has plans. And someone is still hunting her—someone who once paid a killer to make sure she never lived long enough to be chosen. The bond was a lie. Until it wasn’t.
View MoreChapter 8 – The Breach(Ronan’s POV)I didn’t sleep.Again.Not since the moment I carried her back from the woods—barefoot, eyes wide open, but lost somewhere I couldn’t reach.Sleepwalking, they called it.No one knew why.But I did.It wasn’t just trauma. It was memory.She walked the same path she’d run twelve years ago.Back then, she was just a girl bleeding beneath the roots of an ash tree. I had bitten her to shut her up, to protect her, to keep her hidden. And then I left her.Now she walked again—only this time, she wasn’t screaming. She was silent. Shivering. Moonlight clinging to her skin like frost.I had wrapped my coat around her shoulders and carried her back like she weighed nothing.But she wasn’t nothing.She was everything I wasn’t allowed to want.The next morning, I stood in my office, staring at her scent lingering on the coat still draped over the back of the chair. My hands were clenched at my sides. My heart was pacing like it didn’t know where to settle.She
Kira’s POVThe cold kissed my bare feet before the air did.I didn't know I was moving.Didn't know I'd left the warmth of the packhouse or the borrowed blanket tangled at the end of my bed.All I knew was the hum—low, deep, ancient. It pulled at something buried in my chest. A string I hadn’t realized was there until it was tugged.My legs moved on their own, quiet over the damp forest floor. Moonlight filtered through the trees in broken shards, silvered like old bone. I stepped over roots and rocks, eyes open but unseeing.Somewhere inside, I knew I should’ve been afraid.But instead… I felt strangely calm. As if something out there was waiting. As if I belonged more under these stars than inside four walls with whispers and stares.The air was thick with pine and something else—something wilder. My pulse should’ve raced. But it didn’t.My body, scarred and taut from a life of fighting, was now loose. Vulnerable. Exposed in only a thin shirt and sleep shorts. The wind slid beneath
(Ronan’s POV)The clearing behind the training barracks was colder than usual. Morning mist clung to the grass, curling around my boots like breath I couldn’t release. I stood in the center, arms crossed, eyes on the treeline.Waiting.My wolf was restless beneath my skin, pacing behind my ribs. Not from impatience—no, this was different.She was coming.I felt it before I heard her footsteps.Kira walked into the clearing like she didn’t care who was watching. She wore a loose training shirt, sleeves rolled, braid swinging against her back. The sunlight caught in her scars—silver glints along her forearms, a shadow on her jaw.My chest tightened.“You're late,” I said.She arched a brow. “You're always early. That’s not the same thing.”I didn’t answer. I tossed her a staff. She caught it easily, spinning it once in her fingers.“What’s the lesson today, Alpha?” she asked, voice light but laced with challenge. “How to keep a trial mate in check without actually touching her?”My fing
Kira’s POVThe night air bites sharper than his teeth ever did.I stand outside the barracks, arms wrapped around myself, listening to the wolves howl from the northern ridge. They sound hungry. Restless.Like me.He’s late.I told myself I wouldn’t wait. That I didn’t need answers from an alpha who only sees what he’s allowed to see. But here I am. Boots planted in the dirt. Jaw tight. Heart louder than my thoughts.The door swings open.Ronan steps out.His shirt’s rumpled. Hair wet from a late shift or a cold rinse. He pauses when he sees me, and something flickers in his eyes—hesitation, maybe. Or memory.“You shouldn’t be here,” he says.I tilt my head. “That’s funny. You’re the one who dragged me into this lie.”“I protected you.”“No.” I take a step forward. “You claimed me.”His expression doesn’t shift, but his body does—chest drawn, like he’s bracing for impact.I take another step. “Do you remember the Blood Moon?”Silence.My nails dig into my palms. “The fire. The roots.






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