LOGINElena grew up under the strict gaze of her mother, a woman who had no tolerance for failure. Mistakes weren’t just frowned upon—they didn’t exist. For Elena, life was a relentless climb toward perfection, where only one goal mattered: being mated to a high-ranking werewolf. Her mother’s relentless mantra echoed in her mind—anything less would be a disgrace. When her younger sister Serena is mated to their pack’s Beta, Elena’s hope of fulfilling her mother’s dreams shatters. Consumed by despair and humiliation, she flees into the night, leaving her pack behind. But fate is a trickster, and her journey leads her to the forbidden lands of the Nightshade Pack—a savage domain ruled by fear and blood. There, the Moon Goddess delivers her to Alpha VuK, a name whispered in terror across the werewolf world. Ruthless, cunning, and brutal, VuK is everything Elena has been taught to avoid. But the bond forged by the Moon Goddess is unbreakable, and despite their mutual resentment, they are tied together by destiny. As she navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, Elena finds herself at odds with VuK’s merciless rule. Her defiance stirs something long buried in him, even as it threatens to ignite a war between their packs. Yet, beneath the bloodshed and conflict lies an ancient legacy: the title of "Elder's Blood," a symbol of forgotten honor that could either unite them—or destroy everything. Will love and courage rewrite their fates, or will their differences tear them apart?
View MoreElena point tof view.“Both of you—stop it. Stop it right now.”My voice rang across the courtyard, cutting through the echo of laughter as my twins darted in circles, chasing each other with reckless joy. The wind carried their giggles, bright and pure, and for a moment, I forgot the scars of the past—the battles, the betrayals, the blood that had stained so many hands. A girl and a boy, my children, running free under the pale silver light of the moon. My daughter, Munera, moved with a calm elegance, her eyes reflecting the soft glow of moonlight. My son, Moon, was strong, steady, and handsome, carrying the quiet confidence of someone who had been born to command.Their names were more than names. Munera and Moon. They carried the weight of history, the legacy of our bloodline, and the whispers of a prophecy that had once seemed like a distant dream. They bore the names of the Moon Goddess and of me—a gift and a responsibility intertwined. I had named them with love, yes, but also w
Vanda point of view.Only Alpha Gold remained.I had planned his death for a long time—ever since he betrayed my sister and turned his back on my pack. He was my brother‑in‑law. Blood by marriage. Family. And he sold us all out for a title.A title.The word tasted bitter every time it crossed my mind. Titles had already buried too many bodies. They had taken Santa. They had taken Barsek. They had taken my sister’s child. And now they demanded Gold.I rushed back to the pack with my men closing ranks around me, their presence steadying even as pain pulsed through my body. The poison still lingered, my injuries far from healed, but rage carried me forward. As soon as we cleared Roug Territory, I began issuing orders without slowing.“John,” I said sharply, “retrieve Zender’s body. Take him back to his pack. Make sure everything is settled—records, leadership structure, territory information. I’ll come personally to supervise.”“Yes, Alpha,” John replied, already turning.Then I faced T
Vanda point of view.The clean land lay silent when I arrived, untouched by pack borders or Elder Blood claims. That was why I chose it. No territory advantage, no reinforcements, no witnesses—just truth, claws, and whoever walked away alive.I stayed unhealed on purpose. The poison still coursed through my veins, thick and biting, dulling my reflexes and blurring my vision. My wolf hated it, pacing beneath my skin, slamming against my bones, growling in frustration. He wanted to surge forward, tear them apart with pure instinct, but I held him back. Weakness was bait. An Alpha who looked broken was an Alpha they would rush—arrogance blinded, and I planned to use it.I sat on the fallen stone at the center of the clearing, shoulders slumped, breathing ragged and uneven, letting the lie settle. Every movement, every shallow inhale, was calculated. The forest around me waited in quiet anticipation.They came exactly as I expected.Barsek arrived first, his boots crunching over dry leave
Vanda point of view.The next morning, I pressed a soft kiss to Elena’s forehead before she stirred. Her lashes twitched, her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to speak, but I pulled away before she opened her eyes. She needed rest—not the kind watched over by fear, but the kind that let a body and soul heal fully.I left the room quietly, moving down the familiar halls of the pack house. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of early morning dew through the open windows. Light filtered in, casting long shadows on the stone walls. Everything felt deceptively calm, like the world was holding its breath before the storm. I shut the door to my office behind me and let the silence settle, the weight of it pressing against my chest in a way that reminded me of the work ahead.Charles arrived minutes later, stepping into the room with his usual quiet efficiency. He had learned to read me over the years; there was no need for preamble. I didn’t waste time.“I need someone,” I said, pulli












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