FAZER LOGINAria Hale's life went very dark when her mate rejected her because she had a daughter, which he claimed had no wolf powers. To top this off, cheating occurred a day before their mating ceremony! Her heart broken, Aria had one-night stand with a guy she hardly knew. The next day was the mating ceremony of Lyra, her daughter, where fate had delivered a mighty blow! The guy from the previous night, Lucian Vale, is now Lyra's destined mate! What followed were the secrets and heartbreak of Aria, who was frightened as she tried to keep the night a secret to protect her daughter. But Lucian remembered Aria, and he was never going to let her go. Fighting against guilt, desire, and fear of ruining her daughter's life, Aria did everything she could to stop thinking about Lucian. But fighting her feelings only made her love him more. Then the Luna began to plot against Aria, setting her up with the decision of choosing between her daughter's future and the love of her life ; to walk free of a love that was burdened by guilt or to follow her heart.
Ver maisAria’s POVThe cold wasn’t coming from outside. It wasn’t the thin mountain air or the dawn chill slipping through the tent walls. It was inside me—deep, trembling cold that sat right under my skin and wouldn’t leave. Every place Helena had touched me still ached like she’d pressed ice straight into my bones. The Luna. The woman who was supposed to guide the pack with grace. Her soft, elegant fingers had felt more like a warning than a gesture—an unspoken brand that kept whispering in my ear: I’m watching you.There was no point trying to sleep. I lay there on the hard cot, staring at the seams in the tent fabric and listening to the last scraps of celebration drifting over the clearing. Lyra’s moment. Her new beginning. I was just… stuck here. I knew I should have fled right after the announcement—packed up my mother and Lyra and driven until the Vale’s scent was nothing but a memory. But if I’d left right after Lucian declared his mate… it would look like I was running from so
Aria's POVThe applause.It didn’t even sound like applause anymore. It hit me like a wave—a thick, crushing roar that rolled over my head and swallowed me whole.The clearing was packed. Hundreds of wolves were cheering, stomping, vibrating with happiness… but somehow everything around me felt muted, far away, like someone had shoved cotton into my ears.Or maybe my ears were actually ringing. It was that sharp, high-pitched sound—thin and painful, like glass right before it cracks.It was too much.All of it.Lucian and Lyra.The second their hands touched—just a simple, polite motion—the air shifted. Something invisible but violent swept through the space, brushing over skin and bone. It wasn’t physical, exactly, but it slammed into me anyway: a deep, aching sting right in the center of my chest. Recognition. Loss. Both. Neither. Something in between, sharp enough to bruise.I blinked hard. Get it together, Aria. Breathe. Smile. You’re her mother. You’re supposed to look proud.Whe
POV: AriaI was unable to breathe a moment. I could not take my eyes off the man by the Alpha.The man from the bar. The very one that I had been making so much effort to forget.My chest tightened. The crowd had died down to a wailing murmur, and, except for the sound of my own heart being beaten heavily, I heard no more.The candles surrounding the ritual area became as grey as possible, until a loud shout woke me up again, in a deep, commanding howl that rumbled through the night and drowned out the conversation.“Lucian Vale, the son of the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack!” A young soldier yelled.The name reverberated in the night, as Lucian left his seat next to the Alpha, his father. Every head turned in unison. Gasps and murmurs, murmurs of people who could not believe what they had just heard.He came out, so calm and so tall, that he did not need to make himself noticeable. He spoke in a voice that was strong enough to silence the rest of the people when he started speaking.“G
POV: AriaI was just stumbling down the door of the house of Damien, which I knew so well, when I was barely up. My head still ached with the previous night, and my throat was parched. I looked at my phone again--five unanswered calls with Lyra, all at midnight. My heart pounded. She never stayed up that late.I rushed to the front door and knocked. "Lyra?" My voice cracked. "Baby, are you home?"No answer.The lock clicked and Damien was there."Where's Lyra?" I asked immediately.He gave a lazy smirk. "How should I know? When Selene and I returned a few hours ago, she was not there. Perhaps she went in search of her mother who could not even bother to come home.I froze. "What are you talking about? She's eighteen, Damien. She's still a child."Leaning on the doorframe, he crossed his arms. “ like mother, like daughter,” he sneered. You vanish all night and come back like that, and now your daughter is gone. Real mother of the year."My breath caught. I was aware of my appearance,


















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