LOGINGabriel Steele was the most disciplined Alpha in the northern territories. A man who ruled his pack by order, law, and absolute authority. Which was exactly why our mating was a disaster. Last life, when my father handed me the Steele Marking Contract, I signed it without hesitation. I thought becoming Luna meant belonging somewhere. Instead, I spent years being laughed at. At pack galas, noble she-wolves whispered behind my back. “Wait—that woman with the green hair and the tiny skirt is our Luna?” “She looks like she walked straight out of a nightclub.” “No discipline, no manners… how embarrassing for the pack.” Cassian didn’t defend me; “Forgive her. She still has much to learn about pack discipline.” Discipline? Like I was some unruly wolf that needed breaking. So I buried my claws, silenced my instincts, and lived inside his laws— until the wolf inside me withered away. When I opened my eyes again— I was back at the moment the mating contract was placed before me. This time, I wrote another name on the contract. Amelia. She can have the disciplined Alpha. As for me— I’d rather be a wild she-wolf than anyone’s perfect Luna. But the moment Gabriel realized the bride wasn’t me—The Alpha who lived by iron law Broke every rule he had ever sworn to follow.
View More“I’m Gabriel Steele,” I said hoarsely. “Alpha of the Ironcrest Pack… and your fiancé.”My voice sounded like broken glass.“I found you.”Her name caught in my throat.“Abigail.”“I finally found you.”The words that followed were nothing like the commands I had spent my life giving as an Alpha.They sounded closer to a prayer.“Come home with me.”She frowned slightly, blinking as she studied my face like I was a stranger.“Alpha?” she said politely. “Hello… but I’m afraid we don’t know each other.”For a moment I couldn’t move.I had imagined this reunion a thousand different ways.None of them looked like this.My wolf roared inside my chest.“I could smell her.”“The same scent burned into my instincts.It was Abigail.”“She had to be pretending. She was angry. She wanted me to suffer first.Apologize.”My wolf snarled in my mind.Fix it. Now.“I know you’re angry with me,” I said quickly. “And you have every right to be. I’m sorry.”The music thundered around us, bass shaking the gr
I ran out of the tower barefoot.The marble steps of the Ironcrest command tower were icy under my feet as I stormed down them, my jaw clenched so hard it hurt. I hadn’t slept all night. Exhaustion, fury, and something far worse burned behind my eyes, leaving them bloodshot.My car was already waiting outside, engine running.The private jet at Ironcrest Airfield had been ordered to prepare for immediate departure.The moment I slid into the back seat, someone stepped directly in front of the car.The driver slammed the brakes.Amelia.She wasn’t quietly crying this time. She looked desperate—hair disheveled, dress wrinkled, eyes swollen from days without sleep.She stood in the headlights like someone awaiting judgment.“Alpha… please.”Her voice trembled.“Please stop punishing the Ashford family. The pack has already taken our land rights and trade routes. My father can barely leave the house anymore.”She stepped closer to the car.“I know you’re angry. But Abigail left on her own.
My Beta burst into the Moon Temple like a storm.He shoved past the gathered wolves and rushed straight toward me, breathing hard.“Alpha… our scouts spotted Miss Abigail at the airport. She boarded a flight. They even managed to take a picture.”My heart slammed against my ribs.I snatched the phone from his hand.The image on the screen was grainy, taken from a distance—but I didn’t need clarity.A woman stood at the boarding gate with a suitcase, a cap pulled low over her face and a mask hiding half her features.I recognized her instantly.Abigail.My hand tightened so violently the phone cracked in my grip. The next second I hurled it against the marble floor. Metal shattered across the stone.My wolf roared inside my chest.The entire temple fell silent.No wolf dared speak.I lifted my head slowly, my voice low—like thunder gathering before a storm.“Seal the Northern Territories.”The words hung in the air like a command carved in stone.“Close every pack border.”“Notify all a
Gabriel POVThis was the grandest marking ceremony the Northern Territories had seen in decades.And it was mine.Everything followed the oldest traditions of wolfkind. Beneath the soaring dome of the Moon Goddess Temple, crystal-inlaid glass caught the sunlight and scattered it across the hall like shards of moonlight. Nearly every Alpha and noble bloodline from the North had gathered here, their low conversations filled with admiration and respect.They were talking about me.Gabriel Steele.Alpha of the Ironcrest Pack.And the woman I was about to mark.My Luna.I stood at the end of the temple aisle, my gaze fixed on the veiled bride waiting for me. Layers of white silk and lace concealed her figure, leaving only a quiet silhouette beneath the veil.And for the first time in days, I felt… relieved.At least she hadn’t insisted on showing up to the ceremony in one of those ridiculous outfits she loved so much—short skirts, leather boots, anything that would drive the elders of the p












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