MasukCursed with hideous red blotches by the Moon Goddess, Leah White died a brutal death—her heart torn out by her fiancé Samuel and stepsister Ella, who mocked her ugliness and exploited her healing gifts. But the Moon Goddess’s cruelty has a twisted silver lining: she’s reborn three years earlier, back to the night before her doomed marriage. This time, Leah won’t be the docile healer everyone exploited. With a dagger forged by Alpha power and a mind sharpened by vengeance, she’s determined to make Samuel, Ella, and her murderous stepmother Martha pay for their sins. But fate throws her a curveball: she crosses paths with Kaelen Black—the exiled Alpha, Samuel’s supposed “villainous” brother, and the one whose scent awakens a primal, undeniable Mate Bond in her. As wolfsbane poisons, political schemes, and royal court intrigue swirl around her, Leah must navigate a world of ruthless Alphas and betrayal. Will she break her curse by finding true love… or by bathing in the blood of her enemies? One thing is certain: this reborn “monster” won’t stop until justice is served—and her mate is claimed. Dive into a dark, passionate tale of rebirth, revenge, and forbidden mate bonds that will keep you on the edge of your seat.
Lihat lebih banyakLeahBy the time I had Finn transferred into a quiet medical chamber at the edge of the arena complex, the roar of the crowd had faded into something distant and irrelevant, replaced instead by the sterile stillness that always settled over places where pain and healing coexisted in uneasy balance, and as I stood over him with my sleeves rolled up and my hands steady despite everything that had just happened, I felt that familiar shift inside myself where emotion receded just enough to allow precision to take its place.His condition was worse up close than it had appeared in the chaos of the arena, because once the adrenaline of the fall had begun to subside, the extent of the trauma revealed itself with quiet brutality, his breathing shallow and uneven, his muscles locked in involuntary resistance, and the unnatural angle of his torso confirming what I had already suspected—that his spine had taken the full impact of the fall and that every second mattered if t
LeahThe moment the blade shattered, a silence rippled through the arena that felt heavier than any roar, as though the entire pack had collectively forgotten how to breathe, and I stood frozen in place with my heart lodged somewhere high in my throat, staring at the broken fragments that fell uselessly to the wooden planks instead of burying themselves inside Kaelen’s body where they had so clearly been meant to go.I had seen the movement a fraction of a second before it happened, had recognized the unnatural gleam hidden inside the splintered edge of the platform, and in that instant every nerve inside me had ignited with the cold certainty that this had never been a fair fight, that this entire so-called challenge had been engineered with surgical precision to end in Kaelen’s death, and yet even with that realization burning through me, my body had been too far away, my voice too slow, my hands too empty to intervene.The impact never came.
LeahEverything happened so quickly that for a brief, disorienting moment, I felt as though time itself had lost its structure, collapsing into a single, irreversible sequence that I could neither stop nor fully process before it carried us all forward.I had not yet found the words to respond, not yet decided how to bridge the impossible distance between past and present, when Kaelen rose from his seat with a calm decisiveness that left no room for hesitation, as though the outcome had already been accepted long before the challenge had even been spoken aloud.He removed his outer coat in one smooth motion, tossing it aside without ceremony, revealing the strong lines of his body beneath the thin, fitted fabric that clung to him like a second skin. The early sunlight caught along the contours of his shoulders and arms, tracing the strength that had been forged not just through instinct, but through survival, through battles that had shaped him into something fa
LeahWe had both been omegas in Moon Shadow Pack.That fact alone had defined our childhoods in ways that no one ever bothered to question, because in a pack like ours, strength determined worth, and anything less was treated as expendable.We had not become friends in the way that others did, through shared interests or easy companionship, but through something quieter, something born out of necessity rather than choice.We understood what it meant to be overlooked.We understood what it meant to be tolerated rather than accepted.And more importantly, we understood what it meant to endure.I remembered the way he used to appear without warning, slipping into the spaces where I hid from the rest of the pack, carrying whatever scraps of food he had managed to secure without drawing attention to himself. He never made a show of it, never acted as though he was doing something generous or heroic, because we both knew that survival did n
LeahMartha immediately roared in desperation, “She’s a liar, Your Majesty! I watched her grow up — she’s a pathological liar! Please don’t believe a word she says!”The Dowager Empress sneered. “She risked her life to save mine, yet you repeatedly try to distort the truth in public. Now you tell m
LeahThe rain had barely stopped when the car pulled up in front of the grand estate that had once belonged to Samuel.I had noticed it the day I arrived at the pack — every window shuttered, every door locked tight. Even then, I knew it was Kaelen’s residence. Now
LeahIrritation surged through me again, sharp and blinding, until it drowned out reason entirely. Without thinking, I turned and ran straight into the rain, the cold hitting me like a wall, soaking through my clothes in seconds, dragging the heat out of my skin as if punishing me for the
LeahI hated waiting.The sitting room felt too quiet, too still, like the calm before a hurricane. My fingers twisted the edge of my skirt until the fabric creased. The Lycan King had been mad for years — dangerously, unpredictably mad. So why summon my mate now? The question
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