LOGINSera’s POV“I never thought you were going to come,” Lucien said, his gaze sweeping over me before settling on my chest. At that moment, he slapped my cleavage, and I felt invisible goosebumps spread all over my skin.I shrugged, trying so hard to concentrate on what I specifically came for. Training. To get stronger. Not to allow myself to be swayed by desire. “Of course I would. I was serious when I said I want to get stronger, guys.”“How is your health now?”My brows furrowed. “My health?” I asked, confused.“The fever and headache you complained about last night,” Lysander added.“Oh…” I had totally forgotten that I lied about my health last night. “I’m completely fine now. Thank you.”Lysander threw one of the wooden swords at my feet. My gaze flicked between his face and the sword. “What should I do with this?”“It’s a training sword,” Lucien responded, then scoffed. “Don’t tell me you were expecting the real deal, Phina? A real sword?”“Of course, yes.” I just wanted to learn
Sera's POVMy brows lifted, and I turned toward her in a swift movement. “How did you know that?!”I was beyond shocked because I thought no one knew about Kieran and Rowan's relationship other than me, my parents, and the twins.Wait… did the twins tell her?No, they couldn't have, right?Her lips curled into a taunting smirk. “You must think I'm an ordinary stripper, don't you? But newsflash, Luna, I know everything I want to know, and I know for a fact that the reason you ran off here was because you found out that your Alpha was cheating on you. Not with a woman, but with a man.”My knees almost buckled. How did she know everything? Who was she exactly? I wanted to ask, but I couldn't find my voice.“Earlier, I did not recognize you as Rowan's Luna… until the ladies started saying you were the Luna of the BlueMoon Pack.”The way she called Rowan was informal—too informal, like they were friends.She continued, “Like I said earlier, I suggest you go back to wherever you're coming f
Sera’s POVI was overwhelmed with emotions from everything that had happened, so I took an excuse to use the restroom. The music faded into the background as I walked through the empty hallways toward it.Inside, I stood before the mirror and threw some cold water on my face. I took a deep breath to steady myself. Too many haunting memories from the past. No one had ever looked at me with so much admiration until I came here. No one had ever said they were lucky to have me. No one had ever wanted me like the twins did… so, yeah, it was new, and I wasn’t complaining.After I managed to convince myself that the BlueMoon people were simply too blind to see the light, beauty, and elegance I carried, I walked out of the room.“Well… well… well,” a voice sneered behind me, and I needed no soothsayer to tell me it was Myra, the seductress herself.I sighed in frustration because I wouldn’t want to trade the happiness I felt for anything else. I turned toward her with a graceful smile.“Yes,
Sera’s POVI jumped to my feet, not willing to be wrongfully accused of what I knew nothing about, especially since it had something to do with spells. “Hypnotize who?” I spat, my expression hard.She snapped her head toward me. “I wasn’t talking to you, Luna,” she said coolly, her voice infuriating. “But since you’ve interfered, I guess that only means that you are guilty. How can the presidents want a well-respected Luna like you if you did not hypnotize them? Shouldn’t you be with your husband instead of disgracing yourself here?”“Excuse me!” I snapped. “You should refrain from saying untrue words. And how is it your fucking business if I choose to stay here or go back to my pack?”She let out a dry chuckle. “Oh, I see. You are—”“Enough!” Lysander cut in sharply. He held me by the wrist and led me closer toward Myra. “You won’t speak to our mate like that, so I command you to apologize.”“What?” Anger flashed in her eyes. “Apologize to her?” She shook her head vigorously. “No, I
Sera’s POV“Like my brother already said, we won’t tolerate any disrespect or mediocrity toward our old lady.” Lysander squeezed my hand reassuringly. “Understood?”“Yes,” they chorused again, though I knew there would still be whispers and gossip among them. Two men claiming the Luna of a rival pack—that was some really hot gist.“Yes, Presidents,” they chorused. Then they bowed to me. “Welcome to the Devil’s Riders Club, old lady.”“Thank you so much for the warm welcome,” I said aloud. “It’s truly an honor to meet you all.”After that, the twins led me to a reserved seat at the far end of the room. We settled onto a leather couch facing the stage directly.Then everything resumed—the music, loud chatter, and the strippers continued dancing. The club came alive again.Moments later, a whiskey girl arrived with a bottle of whiskey, two glasses, a pack of cigarettes, and an ashtray for the twins.“Ladies and gentlemen,” the moderator announced, his voice booming, “let’s welcome the be
Seraphina’s POVI stared at myself in the full-length mirror, my mouth falling open in disbelief at how quickly I had transformed—from a pathetic Luna carrying countless burdens on her shoulders to a boss lady who looked like she had everything figured out. Someone anyone would think twice before messing with. I reeked of power and a captivating aura.I was dressed in all black: leather pants that clung to my body like a second skin, a camisole, a leather jacket with golden cufflinks, and ankle boots. My blonde, wavy hair was packed up into a ponytail, with a few strands left loose. My makeup was simple, meant to accentuate my natural beauty, but the red lipstick on my lips made me look like danger and revenge personified.A small smile curled on my lips. I was glowing. Maybe it was because of the mind-blowing sex or the fact that someone had chosen me for once in my entire life. I was loving this new life of mine, and I hoped it stayed this way—but a voice in my head echoed that it w







