Se connecterThree years ago, Rowan Stewart was gifted to the infamous Alpha of Red Moon as one of his pleasure servants—a brutal tradition cloaked in civility, where beauty is bartered for peace. The Alpha, powerful and feared, accepted her without question, despite already having two wives. For Rowan, life in the Red Moon Pack was tolerable,lavish, but hollow. She kept her head down, grateful that her obedience spared her family’s lives, even if her own freedom was quietly buried. But everything changes the day she discovers she’s pregnant,with the Alpha’s child. The news detonates through the pack like wildfire. This isn’t just a scandal,it’s a miracle. Or a lie. Because Alpha Kael was cursed by a witch a to never bear an heir. Infertile. Doomed. Now Rowan stands at the center of a storm,accused of deception, targeted by the Alpha’s jealous wives, and caught in a web of ancient curses, pack politics, and dangerous truths. Some believe she carries hope. Others believe she’s a threat. And Kael himself? No one knows if he’ll claim the child... or kill them both. What began as survival has become something far more treacherous. Because if the curse is broken… Then Rowan Stewart may be carrying more than just a child— She may be carrying the future of the Red Moon Pack.
Voir plusKael’s POVI made a decision.After that night, everything changed,and I made a decision I knew would anger people. But I don’t care. It's the right choice, and I won’t entertain opinions on the matter. Not from the elders. Not from my wives.Not from anyone.A soft knock breaks the silence in my office.Chelsea."Come in," I call, my voice low and rough. Sleep has become a stranger since the attack.Chelsea steps inside, her features tight with worry. She didn’t expect my summons,especially not this early."Is everything okay?" she asks, taking the seat across from me.I nod. Briefly. I’m not in the mood for pleasantries or drawn-out explanations."Kael—" she starts, but a second knock cuts her off. Sharper. Louder.Vivienne.She doesn’t wait for my permission to enter,she never does. The door swings open and she strolls in like she owns the place, radiating disinterest."I had a massage appointment," she says flatly, dropping into the seat beside Chelsea.I ignore her.“Rowan was at
RowanThe candlelight flickered softly across my bedroom walls, casting dancing shadows that usually brought me comfort.Not tonight.I rubbed the lavender balm between my palms and pressed it to my temples, breathing in. My nightly ritual was meant to ground me,a small moment of peace after days of chaos. But today hands trembled slightly. My heart beat too loud.I tried to shake it off.Just nerves, I try to assure myself as I told rinsed my face in the bathroom. The cool water helped… until it didn’t.I paused as Ireached for the towel.Something was wrong.The air had shifted.I stood at the sink, dripping, staring at the mirror. My breath fogged the glass, but I could feel something just beyond my vision,a presence. My skin prickled. My pulse climbed.When I stepped back into my bedroom, the air was wrong. Thick. Charged.Like lightning before the strike.I tightened the towel around me and called out, voice steady despite the dread curling in my chest. “If someone’s here,” I
KaelI’d been in a foul mood ever since that damned confrontation with Rowan.Chelsea had tried to soothe me, all soft eyes and gentle words. It only made me more irritable.Vivienne hadn’t even bothered. She’d been keeping her distance, probably sensing the storm brewing under my skin.Carlos, unfortunately, didn’t have the luxury of avoiding me. Being my Beta meant he was stuck with me, bad mood and all.“You haven’t heard a damn word I’ve said,” he muttered, leaning back from the map spread between us.He was right.“Sorry,” I said with a sigh, rubbing the back of my neck. “My mind’s… elsewhere.”Carlos arched a brow. “Let me guess. This about what happened in your office the other day?”I gave him a curt nod, jaw tightening.He exhaled and rolled up the map, clearing the table with a sweep of his arm. “And here I thought we were going to get through this meeting without dancing around the obvious.”“Have the elders said anything?” he asked after a moment, his tone more serious now
Rowan’s POVThe stew smells like rosemary and something warm I can’t quite name.Thessaly sets the bowl in front of me like I’m made of glass, like I might break if she moves too quickly. Her eyes flicker to my hands, still slightly trembling from the earlier storm I unleashed in the Alpha’s office.I don’t say thank you. I just nod. She doesn’t expect more, not when she can feel the anger still radiating off of me. We sit at the small table in silence, spoons clinking gently against ceramic. The cottage is warm, firelight throwing shadows along the walls. I’m grateful for it. Not just the warmth,but the silence. The stillness.“You didn’t have to scream at him,” Thessaly says eventually, her voice quiet, hesitant.“I know,” I reply, setting my spoon down. “I wanted to.”She chuckles, but there’s no real humor in it. Just tired affection. “You shook the whole damn house. I thought the windows might crack.”I let a breath out. “Good.”We sit again in the hush.Then, like she’s choosin
Rowan's povI wasn’t expecting to enjoy Whitefang’s early mornings.The air was crisp, clean, and smelled faintly of pine and something sweeter,maybe cinnamon rolls from the kitchens. The courtyard was alive with movement, young warriors running drills, their laughter and grunts of effort echoing t
Kael’s povThe scent of rain lingered in the air even though the skies hadn’t opened yet. I stood at the war table, eyes scanning the map sprawled across its surface. My fingers traced the path we’d be taking,three days through open terrain, two if we pushed hard.Carlos stood to my right, silent,
Rowan’s POVMy fists are clenched the entire walk to the Alpha’s house.Thessaly trails behind me, nearly jogging to keep up.“Rowan, just slow down. Please think for one second—”“No.” My voice is hard. “She touched me, Thess. She touched my face and told me my child isn’t mine. Told me they’d tak
Rowan's pov The hush that fell over the crowd was deafening.I stood just behind Alpha Kael, mu hands clasped tightly in front of me to stop them from trembling. The early evening air was crisp, the faint scent of pine and bonfire smoke brushing against her skin as the pack assembled in the clea
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