LOGINAfter finding her beloved mate in bed with her enemy, Avery is hurt and rejects her mate, but he refuses to accept. Chaos erupts when the beloved Beta dies suddenly, and Avery is left holding all the blame in a pack that has turned against her. Imprisoned and awaiting her trial, Avery is helped by the only one she can trust, her best friend. Weak and exhausted, she runs away until she faints and wakes up to find the playboy Alpha, who is rarely seen and is, in fact, her second chance mate. How will the pack react to this news, and will Avery ever find true happiness in a world without memory of her life before Moonshadow Pack?
View MoreAveryThe first scream came just before dawn.It sliced through the bond like shattered glass—panic, pain, fury all tangled together—and every wolf in the pack felt it at the same time. I was moving before I was fully awake, heart slamming against my ribs as instinct surged to the surface.Zane was already on his feet.“South ridge,” he said, voice tight. “That was south.”I didn’t argue. I didn’t think. I shifted mid-stride, bones burning, the familiar agony grounding me as fur tore free and power flooded my limbs. We burst from the pack house together, wolves pouring out behind us like a living tide.The forest no longer felt watchful.It felt hostile.The scent hit first—wrong, sharp, invasive. Not just rival pack.Multiple.“They’ve crossed the line,” someone snarled through the bond.And this time, they didn’t fade back into the trees.We found the sentry near the old ravine, blood darkening the leaves beneath him. Alive—but barely. Two others stood over him, backs bowed, hackles
Chapter ThreeAveryMorning didn’t bring relief. It brought clarity—and somehow that was worse.The pack house woke slowly, but the tension never eased. It clung to the walls, the floors, the air itself, as if the night had soaked into the wood and refused to leave. Wolves moved with purpose now, quieter than usual, eyes sharper, tempers closer to the surface. No one laughed. No one lingered.They were afraid.I felt it in the bond, a low, restless hum beneath my skin. Fear, yes—but also anger. A need to act. Zane felt it too. I could sense him pushing it down, locking it behind discipline and command, but it was there, coiled tight.Elara’s words replayed in my head no matter how hard I tried to focus on anything else.You hide him.You don’t.I stood in the kitchen pretending to drink tea that had long since gone cold, watching the doorway as pack members passed through. Mothers. Warriors. Elders. All of them glancing toward the upper floor where my son slept, all of them thinking t
Chapter TwoAverySleep became impossible after that.I lay awake long after Zane’s breathing evened out beside me, staring at the ceiling while shadows crept and shifted with the moonlight. Every sound felt too loud. Every silence too heavy. I could feel the pack moving around us—guards changing shifts, patrols circling the perimeter—but instead of comfort, it only sharpened my unease.Because Elara was here now.Down the hall. Under our roof.And whether Zane believed her or not, something inside me did.I slipped quietly from the bed and pulled on a sweater, my bare feet cold against the floor. The pack house smelled the same as always—wood smoke, earth, familiar bodies—but beneath it lingered a faint wrongness, like a storm waiting just beyond the horizon.Elara sat at the long table in the common room, hands wrapped around a mug she hadn’t touched. She looked smaller in the warm lamplight, younger somehow, but when she lifted her eyes to me, that strange weight returned.“You’re
AveryI knew something was wrong before I saw her.The night had gone too quiet—the kind of quiet that presses against your ears until your instincts start screaming. Even the forest seemed to be holding its breath. No owls. No rustling leaves. Just the faint crackle of the pack’s perimeter wards humming low beneath my feet.I stepped outside before Zane could stop me.Cold air brushed my skin, sharp and clean, but it did nothing to settle the unease coiled tight in my chest. My hand drifted instinctively to my stomach, a habit I hadn’t quite shaken even though our son was already a year old. He was asleep in the pack house, surrounded by guards, wards, and an overprotective Alpha who checked the locks twice every night.Still, fear didn’t listen to logic.She stood at the tree line like she belonged there.The woman was young—barely older than me, I guessed—but there was something ancient in the way she held herself. Her posture wasn’t defensive. She wasn’t lost. She wasn’t scared. S
Avery’s POV My heart raced with each step I took, the fear that Carolina might be in real danger lacing my thoughts. Zane walked ahead, his broad shoulders cutting through the darkness, while Tricia and I fell in closely behind, whispering hurried strategies and scenarios. We gathered the pack i
The tremor beneath their feet intensified, a low, thrumming pulse that sent shivers through the group. The dawn’s light cast long shadows over the abandoned warehouse, but the darkness that threatened to rise again was already stirring beneath the surface of the city.Zane clenched his fists, eyes
The rain hammered against the windows as we stepped out into the storm-lashed night. The wind tore through the trees, their branches whipping wildly, as if the very earth was protesting the darkness we were about to face. Each of us moved with a grim sense of purpose, knowing that every moment we d
Craig’s POV I ran a hand through my hair, torn between the accusations stinging in Carolina’s words and the heavy weight of reality hovering over us. “I didn’t choose this, Carolina,” I replied, my voice low but firm. “I didn’t want any of this to happen.” “Yet here we are,” she shot back, her
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