Chapter One**Serena's Pov“Damn, look at her move! That body should be illegal.”Hungry wolves packed into dark corners as their eyes went wild and hungry as they stared at the dancers. But their gazes were fixed on me tonight—the masked stripper they called “Ivory” in Luna Lust Club. I spun again, arching my back and letting my silver mask catch the flickering neon lights. The mask was my armor, hiding my identity in this pool of greed and desire. My long, silvery-blonde hair cascaded down my back, brushing against my bare skin as I bent low, teasing the front row and almost making my boobs visible but I swayed back immediately.My black stilettos clacked against the polished stage as I twirled once more, the hem of my glittering outfit glimmering like broken stars.“Look at her, man. No one moves like that,” another voice drawled from the crowd, his tone dripping with greed. They didn’t know me. None of them did. The name "Ivory" was a shield I wore, keeping my real identity buri
**Chapter Two** The cold floor felt like home—cold, unwelcoming, and suffocating. I had spent the night curled up in the living room, staring at the ceiling, trying to silence the thoughts that screamed at me. My mate had rejected me. Again. Like I was nothing more than trash beneath his feet. I had no time to dwell on the pain. Morning had arrived, and with it, my stepmother's shrill voice pierced through the silence. "Serena!" Vivian's voice rang from the dining area. "Get in here and make breakfast for your sisters!" I clenched my fists and pulled myself off the floor. My entire body ached, but I ignored it. I had done this every day for years; cooking, cleaning, obeying. But today, something snapped, almost.I marched into the kitchen, finding my stepmother seated comfortably while my stepsisters, Laura and Elena, scrolled through their phones like they had no care in the world. My jaw tightened. "They can make their own breakfast," I muttered under my breath, but Vivian hea
**Chapter Three ** *Damien’s POV*The sound of my boots echoed off the marble floors as I stormed out of my office and into the sprawling halls of the mansion. My wolf, Orion, snarled incessantly in my head, demanding answers I didn’t have. How could the Moon Goddess curse me with someone so... beneath me? A stripper? The humiliation was enough to make my blood boil. “Damien, where are you going?” Zayn’s voice trailed behind me, calm but firm. I didn’t stop. “Out.” “Out? To where? You’ve been pacing like a caged beast for hours. Talk to me, man. What’s going on?” I halted abruptly, spinning on my heel to face him. If there's one thing about my Beta was his stubborn nature, he was always persistent until he got what he wanted. but not this time. My glowing amber eyes locked onto his, and I saw him stiffen. “If I wanted to talk, I would have called you. Back off, Zayn.” He didn’t flinch, the stubborn bastard. “This is about her, isn’t it? Your mate.” His words hit like a b
**Chapter Four***Serena’s POV*The room felt too small, too suffocating. I had packed everything I could possibly carry in the box, the last of my clothes folded neatly inside. I was leaving, and there was no turning back. No more hiding. No more pretending this place, this family, was my home. I had tried. For years, I had tried to belong. But in the end, I was just the weak Omega, the nobody, the invisible girl in the house that no one cared for. My stepmother’s sneers, my stepsisters' jabs, the countless rejections from four different mates… all of it had chipped away at me until there was nothing left but an empty shell.And Damien... I could still feel the sting of that night , the way he had looked at me like I was just another one of his toys, ordered out of his presence without a second glance. His words were like daggers in my mind. “Get out. I don’t want you here. You’re nothing but a slut.” I imagined him saying that in his mind.I was nothing. I knew that. No one would
** Five ***Damien’s POV*Few hours ago, The drive was uncomfortable, every mile feeling like an eternity as I wrestled with my thoughts. Zayn, my loyal beta, had given me the location of Serena Vales, and while I should have felt a sense of duty to find her, all I could feel was unease. The place wasn’t unfamiliar to me, but that didn’t make it any easier. My mother lived there. The same woman who abandoned me in a dumpster like I was nothing. The same woman who had wanted nothing more than to be Luna to a powerful Alpha, only to end up a mere beta's mate. The irony of it all hit me like a punch to the gut.It was a place I had avoided for years, my father’s constant preaching about letting go of grudges falling on deaf ears. But my beta insisted it was the right place, and so, against every ounce of my will, I nodded and told him to take me there. I gripped the seat beneath me as the house grew closer, the dark clouds overhead mirroring the storm brewing inside me. When Zayn parke
Chapter Six (Damien’s POV) The penthouse was silent except for the distant hum of the city below. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the night skyline, the twinkling lights stretching endlessly, but Serena wasn’t looking at them. She sat stiffly in the oversized leather chair, her arms wrapped around those sexy breasts I badly wanted to feel and stretch like a protective shield. Even in the dim lighting, I could see the way her fingers dug into her arms, her breathing shallow, her shoulders tense. She was scared, even my wolf could feel it—but too damn stubborn to admit it. Her eyes darted around the room as her expression shifted between confusion and disbelief. I could practically hear the questions running through her head, and sure enough, her voice broke through the heavy silence, laced with something between anger and desperation. “Why?” she whispered, her voice hoarse, as if she hadn’t spoken in hours. “Why are you doing this? And how the hell are you connected to my family
Chapter Seven Serena’s POV* I clenched my fists hard, hating the fact that he was right. Because a mere looking at him, what he was was far worse that the rumours I've heard and what has circulated about him. But there's no world worse than being caged in my father's house, a home where my sisters made it a routine to ruin my life and where my stepmother makes a leach out of me. “And why the hell is that? Because you’re a big bad Alpha Mafia?” I shot back, my anger barely contained. “Or because you think your money can buy anyone, even me?” Damien exhaled slowly, his eyes darkening. “No, because as long as you’re alive, you’re a risk to me. No one can know that we share a connection , or blood. If they do, I lose everything and your life would be in danger…and of course everyone has a Price.” His voice was calm, but there was an underlying threat in it. I flinched. The weight of his words pressed down on me. I wasn’t just some random girl caught in his web—I was a danger to h
Chapter Eight. Serena’s POV The Pack I had always seen on the news looking so grand, so powerful like a fortress of strength was nothing like the nightmare before me now. My rib cage was in pains at the mare sight of what was going on before me. The air was thick with gunpowder, choking my lungs as I inhaled the chaos. The sky which were littered with stars, was now a swirling mess of black smoke and red flames licking at the edges of the Pack houses. Screams echoed in the distance, blending with the relentless gunfire that rattled through the air. The scent of burning wood mixed with the sickly metallic tang of blood made me bite my tongue hard but I didn't feel pain. What on earth have I gotten myself into? But then…. A loud crack shattered the windshield. I let out a scream as the glass exploded into a million sharp pieces and pierced My skin, My arms flew up instinctively, but before I could react, a large, clawed hand shot through the broken window and yanked me out of
Serena's Pov The silence in the car was thicker than smoke. Damien sat beside me, blood dried around his temple, his suit ruined, but somehow… he still looked like sin dressed in Armani.I could feel his power pulsing through me.It wasn’t just adrenaline or rage. It was real, Raw and alive. My body hummed with it, like a second heartbeat that wasn’t mine. And every time I looked at him, I could feel his pain, his fear and his obsession with protecting me, even when I didn’t ask for it.“You’re quiet,” he muttered, glancing over at me as the SUV sped down the road, leaving the burning warehouse behind us.“I just kicked a grown man off a rooftop,” I whispered, staring out the window. “I don’t think there’s a manual for this.”Damien chuckled under his breath, but it wasn’t playful, it was dark. “He deserved worse.”I turned to him slowly. “So this is what it feels like… being one of you.”“You’re not just one of us,” he said, eyes locking with mine. “You’re mine.”There was something
Damien's Pov I yelled at Vincent and he smirked, pinned Serena to his body.Her hands were tied and her lips were trembling with her eyes wide and a goddamn gun was pressed to her head.I took a nasty step to meet him but that same moment, someone slammed a pipe into the back of my knee and I went down.A scream ripped out of her throat and I felt enraged not from the stab but where when stabbed me because it would be difficult to heal. I tried to get up, but another strike came and my ribs cracked. “Tsk, tsk, Alpha Damien. Look at you. On your knees for a woman.” Vincent smirked with smile whispering into Serena's ears.“I’ll kill you,” I growled, spitting blood on the floor.He chuckled. “You said that already.”“Touch her again, and I’ll skin you alive,” I snarled in pain, looking for anything to distract him while it fucking slowly heals.“Such a devotion,” he smirked, then waved to one of his men.The guy stepped forward with a knife.I lunged, even on my knees and half-broken
Damien's Pov We had barely reached the warehouse when the wind carried the smell of smoke long before we saw the flames.Something felt off even before I left and I hated it. That eerie, cold twist in my gut. It wasn’t even about the fire. It wasn’t the silence on the line when I tried to call Serena for the fourth damn time. It was like my soul was pulling me in the opposite direction. I clenched my jaw, scanning the road as we drove. My wolf was restless, pacing under my skin, whispering her name like it was the only word left in the universe.I suddenly pulled the brakes hard.“Zayn,” I muttered, gripping the wheel tightly. “You need to go back.”Zayn’s brows pulled together. “We’re almost there, Damien. Don’t start.”“I’m serious. Go back.”“Why? So you can walk into hell alone? No.” He crossed his arms with his jaw firm.“Zayn—”“No,” he snapped. “This attack is mine too. You keep pushing me back like I’m some damn coward. I’m your Beta, not your bodyguard.”I slammed the door o
Serena's Pov They all left in a hurry, rushing like any more second would make everything collapse.Before I could puzzle it out, a familiar voice made my blood run cold."Well, well. Look who's back."I turned to find my stepsisters, Elena and Sloane, emerging from the shadows of the corridor. They'd been suspiciously quiet all day, and now I understood why—they'd been waiting and plotting theirs as if it would be any different."Where have you two vipers been hiding?" I asked, instinctively taking a defensive stance.Elena smirked, tossing her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "Watching you ruin everything, as usual. You really are a witch, aren't you? Poor Damien isn't even thinking straight anymore because of you.""Fuck off," I growled. "I don't have time for your games.""Oh, we can't do that," Sloane purred, stepping closer. Her sleek black hair framed a face that could have been beautiful if not for the cruelty in her eyes. "Not when you've made such a terrible mistake.""
Serena's Pov “I'll be back Damien, please just a moment with–”“I don't bloody care, don't fucking leave that door with Vincent!” He roared at me like a mad animal and my heart twisted, could he not think of it that way. I needed to talk to Vincent too, I need to confirm and set things right not to cause any misunderstanding and seeing that he was blind to all of that, I held Vincent's hand and walked outside l.The moment we stepped outside the mansion, Vincent grabbed my arm and shoved me against the rough stone wall. His eyes glowed amber as his wolf pushed to the surface, teeth elongating as he snarled in my face."What the fuck are you doing staying with Damien when we clearly had an agreement?" he growled, his breath hot on my face.I pushed back against his chest, refusing to be intimidated by his silky tantrums and fake concerns.. "It wasn't an agreement, Vincent. I was forced to say those things because of the situation and you freaking know that."His laugh was cold and hol
Damien's PovI couldn't help the smile that spread across my face when Serena slapped Ivy so hard she toppled off her chair. My little mate had fire in her and it's precisely what this pack needed in a Luna. Watching her drag Ivy back up by that ridiculously expensive dress and threaten her sent a surge of pride through my chest. If only she'd hit her again."Please, Alpha," one of the maids sobbed, falling to her knees before me. "We don't want to die. Have mercy!"Another was hunched over a decorative vase, emptying the contents of her stomach. The sound of retching filled the dining hall as panic spread among them like wildfire. Their faces had gone pale, eyes wide with terror—all because they believed I'd poisoned them.Fucking Fools. All of them."Get up," I commanded, my voice cutting through their pathetic cries. "I haven't poisoned anyone."The room fell silent except for a few hiccuping sobs."What?" one of them whispered, voice trembling.I leaned back in my chair, enjoying
Serena’s Pov My heart pounded in my chest as I watched Damien interact with the maids. The easy smile on his face, the way he laughed at their jokes, the casual touches—it all seemed so genuine that for a moment, I questioned whether I had misunderstood his intentions.“I meant behaviours for the benefit of this pack, don't worry please eat up.” He smiled but it was the fakest thing I've ever noticed"More wine, Alpha?" one of the maids simpered, leaning forward to give him a better view of her cleavage."Thank you, Lily," Damien replied smoothly, holding out his glass. His eyes flickered to mine briefly, and I caught a hint of something mischievous beneath his charming facade.When he caught me staring, his lips curved into a knowing smirk. I quickly looked away as heat rushed to my cheeks. This whole situation was making me uneasy. One minute he was declaring me as his mate, and the next he was flirting with the maids who had tormented me for months.What game is he playing? I wond
Serena's Pov I didn't know what Damien was up to but I leaned against the dining room doorway, watching the scene unfold with a mixture of disbelief and growing unease. The maids who had been in the dungeon, especially the very same ones who had sneered at me now sat around the Alpha's dining table dressed in clothes that probably cost more than everything I owned combined."Look at her face," one whispered loudly enough for me to hear. "She finally realizes her time is over."Another snickered. "After all, why would the Alpha keep her around when he's chosen someone worthy of his status?"I bit my lip hard, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth with my wolf growled inside me. I shouldn't be standing her like this, I'm already tired of their rants and accusations thrown at me.“Keep calm”, I told my wolf This might be nothing serious.“Nothing serious?” my wolf scoffed. “ Open your eyes, Serena. Look around you.”The dining hall had been transformed. Crystal glasses sparkled u
Serena I couldn’t breathe at all.The weight of his words to Ivy played on repeat in my head like a broken, cursed record. “Wear something nice.” My heart cracked again. No matter how I tried to push it away, that sentence kept clawing at me. Was that what he said to me the first time he wanted me? Was that all I was to him? A pretty object to show off? A fucking costume to undress at night and forget by morning?My wolf growled deep inside me. She was seething, pacing in fury. Ivy? That traitorous she-wolf? That plastic, wide-smiled seductress who once watched me get whipped and laughed?My claws almost pushed through my skin as I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out.I shot up from the bed, not even caring that I was wearing nothing but one of his oversized black shirts that barely reached mid-thigh. No bra. No slippers. My bare feet hit the cold marble like a damn storm. Let them stare, Let them see the supposed "Luna" of the most feared Alpha in the werewolf world march thr