LOGINSelena's POVThree days later, the Cedarcrest Pack held a grand funeral for me.I floated above, watching the new white headstone in the pack cemetery.My name was carved into it: Selena Reynolds. Warrior of the Cedarcrest Pack. Luna. Killian's Fated Mate.The ground before it was crowded with kneeling wolves.Marcus was at the front, sobbing. "I'm sorry, Selena," he choked out. "We were wrong. We were so damn wrong."The wolves who had insulted me at my bachelorette party were now kneeling in the dirt, repenting."Please forgive our stupidity.""We didn't deserve you.""We're all bastards."But I felt no anger. No satisfaction. Just... a hollow emptiness.Elena knelt by the grave, her cries the most broken of all. The woman who had wished me a torturous death now offered a delicate jewelry box with trembling hands."Selena, child..." She opened it. Inside was the Luna's bracelet. "I gave this to you. That evil woman stole it."The bracelet gleamed in the sun, just as beautiful as the
Killian's POVBianca’s body was shaking uncontrollably, but she clung to her final lie."No... that's not... I don't know what you're talking about..." She collapsed on the floor, burying her face in her hands, her shoulders heaving, playing the perfect victim."Killian, I know you're grieving over... over finding Selena's body, but how can you accuse me? I'm the one who's been by your side for three years!"Such a perfect performance. If I hadn't just come from Morgana, I might have even believed her."Enough."My cold voice cut through her sobs.All eyes were on me as I slowly pulled something from my pocket.It was a dark, cold stone, pulsing with a faint purple light."A Memory Stone."The head elder gasped, recognizing the witch's artifact."Morgana told me," I said, toying with the stone but never taking my eyes off Bianca's pale face, "the Scent-masking herb can hide a scent, but a soul's imprint doesn't lie.""All I have to do is place this on her forehead, and we can see her l
Killian's POVI ran from the hospital with Selena's body in my arms, heading for the ancient forest on the edge of the city.That's where the pack's only witch, Morgana, lived.She knew the old magic. The whispers of the dead. If anyone could explain this madness, it was her."Alpha?" Morgana's cloudy eyes sharpened when she saw the body. "This is...""She's been dead for three years, but my wolf never felt it." I rasped, my voice raw. "Tell me what's happening. Tell me why I felt nothing."Morgana placed a withered hand on Selena's forehead. After a moment, she pulled back, her face grave."She was given Scent-masking herb before she died," Morgana said, her voice like grinding stones. "An ancient poison, used to hide a wolf's true scent. That's why you didn't recognize her."Scent-masking herb?Who would do that to Selena?"There's more," Morgana continued. "Her soul hasn't fully passed on. She has unfinished business. A piece of her is still trapped here.""What business?""Revenge,
Killian's POVSnap!The golden pen in my hand shattered.Ink splattered across the family registry, drowning Bianca’s name in a furious storm of black.My world went silent.A dull roar filled my ears.The doctor’s trembling voice on the phone faded into the distance.Selena was dead.Dead for three years.And the child… was mine."Killian? Killian!" My mother's voice was a distant echo. I couldn’t make out the words.My wolf howled, mourning the death of our mate.Three years ago, Bianca came back to the pack, covered in wounds. I thought Selena had betrayed me.I thought she’d run off with a rogue, abandoning her pack and her duty.I hated her.I cursed her name.I swore I’d snap her neck with my own hands.But she was in that cold, filthy bog the whole time.She died with our child."Killian! What's wrong?" Bianca’s voice, suddenly sharp, shook my arm. "What did you hear? You look like you've seen a ghost."I slowly turned to face her.This woman. In her soft pink dress. Perfect mak
For two days, I watched Killian work like a man possessed.He was planning a lavish mating ceremony while simultaneously sending out more search parties for the "runaway Selena" who didn't exist.He seemed trapped in a sick obsession.It all came to a head until the pre-ceremony party."To our Alpha!"Marcus raised his glass, his face flushed with alcohol.This was the man I had saved from a rogue ambush, and now his eyes were filled with nothing but contempt for me."Thank the Moon Goddess! Killian is finally free of that shameless woman!"The room erupted in cheers. The noise was so loud it made my soul tremble.Shameless?I had saved the lives of almost every wolf in this room.I had bled to expand this pack's territory. And now I was "shameless"?"Marcus is right!" another Beta yelled. "Bianca is the Luna our Alpha deserves! Gentle, submissive… not like her. A brute who only knew how to fight. No feminine charm. No wonder some stray dog could turn her head.""Hahaha!" The room fill
He called Bianca his mate so naturally. Just like he used to when he spoke of me.But the ache in my soul would have to wait.Now, my spirit followed Killian's car through the night, back to the home we once shared.The penthouse apartment at the top of the packhouse.Killian's private elevator went straight to the top floor. I was met with a jarring sight: gaudy pink decor.This used to be our cozy home, the one I had decorated with care. Now it looked like a cheap princess room."Killian? You're back?"A sugary sweet voice came from the kitchen.Bianca Wright ran out, wearing a pink lace apron. She was the picture of fragile beauty that males craved. Slender and delicate, with golden curls and wide, watery blue eyes that always looked as if she might cry at any moment."Baby," Killian opened his arms, and Bianca flew into his embrace.My spirit roared.That hug used to be mine.That "baby" used to be me."What took you so long?" Bianca cooed, feigning concern as she stroked his chest







