LOGINBlurb: For five years, I loved Alpha Harris Oxford with everything I had. I stood beside him when his wolf was broken. I endured his family's contempt, sacrificed my own dreams, and prayed that one day he would finally choose me the way I had always chosen him. Instead, he chose another woman. The day he accused me of carrying another man's child, he shattered the last piece of my heart. So I left. A year later, I returned—not as the discarded Luna of the Oxford Pack, but as the woman every Alpha wanted to stand beside and every pack wanted to do business with. Now Harris wants me back. His family suddenly remembers my worth. The woman who stole my life wants to destroy me. And the only man who never stopped protecting me… ...is Harris's own brother. Demarco Oxford has a dangerous secret. I'm not Harris's fated mate. I'm his. Now two Alpha brothers are willing to start a war for the same woman, an ancient conspiracy is hunting my son, and the truth behind the Oxford family could bring every pack to its knees. This time, I won't beg to be chosen. They'll have to survive what happens after losing me.
View MoreSeven's POVI stared at him, mouth half-open, certain I had misheard.Then reason returned. Demarco Oxford was Harris’s brother. They had grown up as close as blood. Whatever he had just said had to be a test—something Harris put him up to—or a careless joke. Even if he meant it, I could never accept help that would drag family scandal into the open.I forced a small laugh and smoothed my expression. “You’re joking, Demarco. Harris and I are fine. We only exchanged heated words.”“Is that so?” His dark eyes showed nothing. The voice stayed low. “Then I overstepped.”I gave another dry smile and let the subject die.To my relief he didn’t press. His conversation shifted easily—dry observations, sharp humor, the kind of talk that pulled attention whether you wanted it to or not. Little by little the image of Harris standing too close to Isolde loosened its grip.From the edges of what he said I learned he had left his previous post. Harris had once mentioned that Demarco had already be
Seven's POV“Enough, Seven. Stop this.”Harris’s voice softened in a way I had almost never heard. He reached for my hand again. I pulled away.Anger still burned under my skin, and something else, like a low, warning—twisted in my lower abdomen. I dragged in a slow breath and forced my wolf to settle.“Whatever existed between Isolde and me ended years ago,” he said. “We’re mated. You’re my Luna.”He stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, chin resting near my temple. The gesture was almost tender. In all our time together I had been the one reaching. This was the first time he had coaxed.Any other day the small mercy would have sustained me for weeks.Today it felt empty.I stared straight ahead. “Isolde is free. She posted the rejection token this morning.”“Don’t invent stories.”I unlocked my phone and held up the post. He glanced at it once, then dismissed it with a quiet sound and pulled me closer.“She lives her life. We live ours.”I didn’t know whether to be
Seven's POVI ignored the churning in my stomach and forced my eyes up to his.“Wrong…”Harris's frown cut me off before the word could finish. “You can’t be pregnant.”The certainty in his voice should have hurt. Instead, the knot in my chest loosened with ugly relief. Half an hour ago I had been desperate to tell him. Now the thought of placing this fragile, impossible life into his hands made me feel sick in a different way.I turned to the sink, filled a glass, and rinsed the taste of bile from my mouth without answering.Harris pulled a clean towel from the rack and held it out. His voice stayed low, almost careful. “I know you’ve wanted a child. But you can’t keep doing this to your body. Those herbs you had me pick up this morning…”I looked up.The overhead light carved deep shadows under his brow. This was still the man I have been in love with for twelve years. The boy whose name filled every page of the diary I kept when my wolf first woke. If he had spoken to me like this
Seven's POVI sat on the edge of the examination table, fingers locked around the thin paper gown, while the healer finished the last scan. Outside the window the pack moved like it always did—cars, wolves, noise—but inside these walls only pack blood mattered.My phone lit up on the counter.Isolde Dennis’s post.Isolde Dennis—childhood friend of my husband, ranking female of the Oxford Pack, the woman whose wolf had once been considered the perfect match for the future Alpha. The almost-mate Harris’s wolf had reached for before the rogue attack scarred him and pack duty forced a different choice. Beautiful, charming, and still the presence that made ranking wolves turn their heads.A photograph of a silver rejection token lying on black stone. «Bond dissolved. I am free.«There were no hashtags, no explanation. But every ranking wolf in the network would understand.I had waited two years for the words the healer was about to speak. Twenty four months of timed heats, of teas that






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