LOGINAlready claimed, and boxed into a sham “impending union”, Luna Michelle is forced to live like a prisoner in her own pack, even though she’s the true leader. With Alpha Patrick away at a Summit, she grabs the first real chance she’s had to run. But escape isn’t simple when his influence still chokes every corner of her life… and the pack has been trained to see her as the problem. Then fate intervenes. A sudden accident stops Beta Jason from travelling with Patrick, and Patrick orders him to stay behind and keep Michelle under watch. What should be eight days of surveillance becomes something neither of them expects: stolen moments, quiet truths, and a dangerous pull that turns watchman into ally. Trapped together, Michelle and Jason must navigate suspicion, control, and a pack on the verge of breaking, while a forbidden romance sparks in the one place it should never exist. Content Warning / Reader Discretion This book contains themes that may be distressing, including abuse, domestic violence, manipulation, and coercion. If these topics may be triggering for you, please consider not reading. This story is entirely fictional and written for entertainment. The author recognises the real-life seriousness of these issues and expresses sincere empathy for anyone affected by them. Reader discretion is advised.
View MoreThank you for taking this journey with me.I wrote this book to shine a light on the real danger of domestic violence, not to frighten you, but to remind you that love should never hurt, control, or break you.No matter who you are, man or woman, you are important. You are precious. And you do not deserve to stay in a place where you are being harmed, diminished, or made to feel small. If the person you’re with cannot value you, please remember this: your life is not meant to be lived in survival mode. There is safety out there. There is peace out there. And yes, there are people who will love you with kindness and respect.But above all, choose yourself. Love yourself. Appreciate yourself. Speak life into your heart every day and remind yourself: I am worthy. I deserve better. I deserve to be safe.Thank you for being brave enough to read this story to the very end. I hope it entertained you, but more importantly, I hope it left you with a message that stays with you, one that coul
It did not happen overnight.Change never does.But it began the morning Michelle stood beside Jason at the council hall, not behind him, not beside him as ornament, but as Luna, as co-ruler, as a wolf whose name carried legacy.The hall was carved from old stone, older than most packs, older than Range, older even than Moonclaw. Wolves came here to decide the laws that shaped the lives of all packs in the region. And for as long as anyone remembered, one law had never been questioned:A daughter could inherit land, but not leadership.A Luna could rule only through her mate.And if she had no mate, her father’s legacy was taken from her and given to another man.A law written by men to secure their thrones and bloodlines.A law that had nearly destroyed Michelle.She stood now at the centre of the hall. Not trembling. Not small. Not cowering.Jason stood to her right, silent, solid, a presence that did not overshadow but upheld.Bernard stood to her left, the weight of the council
Patrick’s house on the outskirts was a small, low-roofed thing, not poor, but painfully ordinary compared to the Alpha residence he once commanded. It sat at the end of a narrow dirt road, fenced in with wire that leaned in places, the roof patched with mismatched sheets that never quite stopped dripping when it rained. Nothing about it announced power. Nothing about it warned strangers to mind their tone.No polished floors. No grand windows. No servants padding quietly through hallways. No quiet. Just noise. Constant, blistering noise.Rhonda was screaming again. “You think you’re special?” she spat, hair wild, eyes sharp as broken glass. “At least I didn’t crawl here pretending to be Luna, ”A baby wailed from the corner, tiny fists clenched, face blotched red. Another child cried in the hallway, frightened by the familiar storm.Rebecca threw a cup at her. It shattered against the wall. “Oh please. You think he loves you? He doesn’t love any of us. He only tolerated you be
A year passed.Range and Moonclaw no longer stood as two packs but as one, merged, blood-bound, and thriving. No banners were changed, no names erased. They simply stitched histories together the way wolves always should have: with shared land, shared labour, shared loyalty.Michelle stood on the balcony of the new Alpha House, watching the training grounds below. The morning sun cast gold over everything. Wolves sparred in pairs, children chased each other in the grass, and laughter rolled through the territory like water.Peace, real peace, had returned.Behind her, the soft cry of an infant stirred, followed by a second shrill wail in competitive protest. Michelle smiled, tired but full.The twins.A boy and a girl. Mara and Jacob.Her daughter had Jason’s dark eyes; her son had Michelle’s sharp stare. Both had the Leeson jawline and the Vaelcrest fire behind their tiny hearts. Wolves whispered that the moon had blessed them twice, a sign of legacy reclaimed and renewed.“Let dad






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