As Jason slept, the ship continued its smooth journey across the open sea, cutting a quiet path through the waters between Australia and New Zealand. The stars overhead blinked and shimmered while the vessel moved steadily toward its next port, Auckland.
By sunrise, the harbor came into view. The ship docked with quiet grace, and a fresh wave of passengers prepared to board. Among them was a tall young woman with fiery red hair pulled into a loose braid, a duffle bag slung over her shoulder and nerves fluttering beneath her skin.
Aurora.
She moved through the check in process, quietly absorbing her surroundings eager but cautious. This was her first time leaving New Zealand, her first time boarding a cruise ship, and already she felt out of place among the flashing cameras and loud conversations. Her two closest friends flanked her, already buzzing with excitement over what awaited them.
“Relax,” one whispered with a grin. “You’ll
I sincerely hope you enjoyed reading my very first novel, An Alpha Bound By The Moon. Writing this book has been one of the most rewarding and challenging journeys of my life, and it means the world to me that you chose to spend your time in the world of the Moon Swept Pack.As a new author, every reader, page turned, and review left helps bring these characters and their story to life in ways I could only dream of. Your support and encouragement allow me to continue building this world and sharing it with you.But this is only the beginning. The story continues in the next installment of the series, A Luna Unleashed. I would be honored if you stayed with me on this journey as the pack faces even greater challenges, forming deeper bonds and uncovering new revelations.Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Jesse &nb
The night air in the Moon Swept Pack lands hummed with a wary silence, like the hush before a thunderstorm. Lanterns burned low along the verandas, casting golden halos on warriors who paced, checked their weapons, or simply stood shoulder to shoulder in quiet unity.Jason moved among them, stopping to grip a forearm, to meet a gaze, to nod in silent approval. His pack had never looked stronger, even in their fear.Nathan approached, boots scuffing across the dirt, his voice low. “Perimeter scouts say Jericho’s camp is settled in for the night. No movement yet.”Jason nodded, scanning the darkened fields. “They’ll wait until first light. That’s when they’ll want to break us.”But we won’t break.Inside the Pack Hall, Aurora moved through the makeshift command centre, lantern light dancing across the maps. Her voice was calm, but the firm set of her shoulders showed steel beneath the grace.
The warmth of early spring lingered as twilight settled over the Moon Swept lands, casting a golden haze through the gum trees. Jason stood on the porch of their family home, arms braced on the railing, watching the lights wink on one by one across the valley.In the distance, the faint hum of a generator buzzed at the edge of the human workers’ compound. It was a comforting sound a reminder of the humans who had become part of their community, but also a warning of the thin line they all walked together.Jason?Nathan’s voice carried smoothly through the mind link, low and steady.Brother, Jason answered silently. You’ve checked the patrols?All good, Nathan replied. No trouble at the border, no sign of rogues. But those kids from WA... they’ll come back, Jason. You know that.Jason exhaled, eyes drawn to where Aurora played with Malcolm on the grass. Her laughter, clear and warm, gave him a moment of peace until he
The horns were still echoing across the Moon Swept valley when Jason stepped into the Pack Hall, his boots striking the floorboards with a measured, unstoppable rhythm. The council table was already filling with familiar faces: Nathan at his right, Aurora on his left, Mia hovering protectively behind, and the trusted elders gathering, their expressions grave.A scout, breathless and mud-streaked, repeated his warning. “They’re camping just over the ridge, Alpha two hundred, maybe more. They’ll be moving by morning.”Jason felt a calm settle into his bones, a hard calm he had learnt in the fires of every fight before. He turned to Nathan, their bond flashing through the mind link.We have a few hours to prepare.Nathan nodded, eyes sharp. I’ll spread the word.Jason reached through the mind link, letting his command roll across the pack like a rolling thunder:Moon Swept. Hear me. We stand together. Warriors to t
Spring had come to the Moon Swept Pack lands like a blessing and a warning. Budding eucalyptus trees lined the roads, their new leaves unfurling in delicate greens, while wildflowers stretched in thick carpets along the riverbanks. The sun felt warmer, the days longer, and everywhere, the pups chased each other across the grass, shaking off winter’s chill with giddy howls.But Jason could not let himself be lulled by the season.He stood in the pack hall, arms folded, eyes scanning the gathering. Nathan was at his side, and opposite them sat Aurora, Mia, and their friends from the Midnight Pack: Rangi and Manaia. Their presence felt like a shield, yet also a reminder of everything still at risk.Jason broke the silence first. “Jericho’s visit didn’t sit right with me,” he said, voice low. “He smiled, but I could feel how he measured us.”Aurora nodded, her hands wrapped around a steaming mug of tea. “His eye
The battered troop carrier rattled down the moonlit highway, the hum of tires on cracked bitumen a steady undercurrent to Jericho’s brooding silence. In the back, his warriors shifted restlessly, their boots tapping on the metal floor.The Moon Swept Pack was a memory still too bright behind Jericho’s eyes, too cheerful, too comfortable. The children with their games, the shining market stalls, the smiling humans who wandered freely among the wolves.It made his skin crawl.They’re fat on peace, he thought with disgust. Peace will gut them.Rafe, his lean second in command, broke the hush.“Alpha,” he ventured, “permission to speak?”Jericho barely moved. “Speak.”“I saw some of their young,” Rafe began carefully.“They moved with confidence. They showed discipline. Maybe they’re not as soft as ”Jericho’s head snapped around, a gla