LOGINMaya has spent twelve years as a slave and prisoner to Alpha Kaiser of Crescent Pack, given away by her own father as part of a treaty when she was just ten years old. On the night before her twenty-fifth birthday, when Kaiser plans to force her into marriage, Maya makes a desperate escape to find her fated mate at a pack gathering. She never expected her mate to be Lucien, the most powerful Alpha in the region, or that her freedom would spark a war that had been planned since the day she was sold. As buried secrets reveal and enemies close in from all sides, Maya must choose between running from her past or standing beside her mate to fight for a future she never thought she deserved. But in a world where betrayal runs deeper than blood and everyone she trusted had a hand in her captivity, can a broken slave girl become the Luna that a dying pack needs?
View MoreMaya's POVThe memories hit like a tsunami, drowning me in truths, hidden from me for years.I wasn't Maya. Not originally.I was Aelindra Moonwhisper, daughter of Queen Celestia, heir to the Lunar Kingdom, a realm so ancient that most wolves had forgotten it ever existed. A bloodline of Lunas so powerful they didn't need Alphas to rule. We were the first. The original wolves. The ones from whom all others descended.And someone had tried to kill me, because of who I really am."No," I whispered, even as the memories kept flooding in. "No, this can't be""Breathe." Lucien's voice cut through the chaos. His arms tightened around me, grounding me. "Maya, breathe."But I couldn't. The weight of who I really was pressed down like a mountain on my chest.I remembered the palace now. Silver spires that touched the clouds. Gardens where flowers bloomed under moonlight alone. A throne room where my mother sat in regal beauty, her power so vast it made the air shimmer.I remembered my training
Maya's POVI was falling.No….not falling. Sinking. Drowning in darkness that had weight and texture, thick as tar, cold as death. I tried to scream but had no mouth. Tried to reach for Lucien but had no hands.Then, like a switch flipping, I stood in a room I'd never seen before.Stone walls. No windows. A single torch flickering in a sconce, casting dancing shadows. The air smelled of damp earth and something else. Something metallic.Blood."Easy, Luna." Maverick's voice came from everywhere and nowhere. "This is your mind. Your memories. I'm simply... guiding the tour."I spun, searching for him, but saw only shadows. "Where are you? Where am I?""I'm walking beside you, though you can't see me yet. You're still adjusting." His tone was almost clinical, detached. "As for where you are, this is a memory. Or what your mind has constructed as a memory. The question is: is it real or did trauma plant it here?"The room shifted suddenly. The walls stretched, warped. A door appeared whe
Maya's POV"Stay close," Lucien murmured, his hand finding mine. "We're being watched."I'd felt it for the last hour, eyes tracking our every movement. The weight of predatory gazes pressing against my skin like physical touch. Lyra stirred restlessly inside of me, she was not afraid, but alert. The forest floor was soft with ash, muffling our footsteps. Everything here was muted, and colorless. A world drained of life, then they appeared.One moment the path ahead was empty. The next, wolves materialized from behind trees, from shadows that shouldn't have been deep enough to hide them. Ten. Fifteen. Twenty. More emerging every second.But these weren't ordinary wolves.They were massive, scarred, feral. Their eyes held a wildness that pack wolves had long since bred out. One had a chunk missing from his ear. Another bore claw marks across her muzzle so deep they must have reached bone. A third was missing an eye entirely, the socket a testament to battles survived.They formed a
Ethan's POVThe night air was cold.My eyes was alert in the night like day.I stood at the north watchtower, arms folded behind my back, eyes fixed on the dark stretch beyond Blood Moon’s gates.Five nights of standing still while everyone else slept.That was my sentence.Beta Finn’s voice replayed in my head.“You forget your place.”I scoffed quietly, I hadn’t forgotten my place, I knew who I was, a scout.The one who sees what others don’t, and what I saw was a pack that had become too comfortable, and distracted with Alpha Lucien and Luna Maya, gone.Beta playing leader and whispering sweet promises to his lover.I shifted my weight, scanning the tree line.“I can hear your teeth grinding from here.”The annoyingly familiar voice came from below, calm, and rough.I leaned over the edge of the watchtower.Scarred and thin Grayson stood near the outer wall, arms crossed, looking up at me.“Shouldn’t you be minding your own exile?” I shot back.He gave a faint smirk.“Shouldn’t you






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