LOGINRejected by her fated Alpha on the night she was to become Luna, Saelaith Night is cast out from the only home she’s ever known. But this is no ordinary exile. Hidden within her veins flows a forgotten bloodline tied to the Moon Goddess herself; a power that could shake the foundations of the entire werewolf world. Now hunted, betrayed, and armed with ancient secrets, Saelaith must rise from the ashes as the rogue Luna; stronger, fiercer, and more determined than ever. But Alpha Vaeron Stone, the cold and ruthless leader who rejected her, is not done with her yet. Their broken bond harbors dark magic, deadly enemies, and a love neither can forget. In a world where packs vie for power, secrets breed betrayal, and the Moon’s prophecy spells doom or salvation, Saelaith faces a choice: surrender or claim the throne by any means necessary. Will she become the Luna of no one; or the goddess they all fear?
View MoreIn the moonless cave, the old spirit waited. She had no eyes, but saw everything.“You are no Luna,” she whispered.“You are something older.”She placed a crown of bones and silver. I felt it burn.I did not speak. I only walked alone to the cliff’s edge. Below, wolves mourned. Above, stars wept. Inside, I promised:“No more waiting. No more mercy. This pack will rise, or the world will fall.”The stolen pups returned, alive, unharmed, but changed: their eyes were red, their voices were wrong.And on their chests, symbols carved in deep:“Islaith owns tomorrow.”Even Lira backed away. I didn’t flinch.“I’ll tear her name from fate.”The cursed pups didn't sleep. They whispered in voices that weren't their own. Lira wept."They speak in dreams. About fire. About a throne."I knew then, Islaith wasn’t breaking the pack. She was reshaping it.I went to the Bone Oracle. Once, she saw all futures. Now she was blind.“You shouldn’t be alive,” she rasped. I stepped forward.“I shouldn’t be
He waited at the ruin’s edge. No scent. No sound. Just hollow eyes.“Who are you?” I asked.He didn’t answer. He only held out a mirror. I saw myself. A stranger with cracked skin, white flames leaking from her mouth.“I remember you,” he whispered.The Oracle Pack refused allegiance. I gave them one night. They used it to summon fire. Old fire. God-fire. We met at the lake of salt.Their Alpha called me cursed. I burned their banners. Their wolves trembled. The fire chose me. Again.“You’re not her anymore,”Lira said.“You kill without blinking.”“I lead,” I said.“You erase,” she whispered.I looked at my hands. Bones where rings used to be.“Would you still follow me?”Lira turned her back.“Only if I must.”I thought she had died. Seris stood before me, scarred and silent. Her left arm was gone. Her right eye glowed red.“The Hollow One lies,” she said.“You think you’ve changed everything, but it’s changing you.”I wanted to hug her. Instead, I walked away.I stood before the la
In the Hollow One’s temple, we found it; a silver mirror that whispered. Each time I looked, I saw a different version of myself.One wore a crown.One held a child.One was devouring a pack.And one… was married to Lira.The Oracle broke her silence.“You weren’t born under this sky,” she said.“What does that mean?” I snapped.She held up my blood in moonlight.It shimmered like stars.“You were born under the Ninth Moon. Not this realm. Not this timeline. That’s why they fear you.”I found him in the ruins. His armor dented. His hand shaking.“There were children inside,” he whispered.I touched his shoulder. He flinched.“They were mine, Saelaith.”He didn’t mean children by blood. He meant his wolves. And the guilt was killing him.He kissed me before he said it.“I told them where you were.”“Why?”“I wanted to save you,” he said.“They promised they’d spare the Eclipse.”“They lied,” I said.And his face broke like glass.Because deep down, he knew.It did not speak. It only br
He walked into our camp like smoke. Tall, silent, wrapped in iron-colored robes. Voice that scraped like bone.“You are the child of two wars,” he said to me.“Do you know which one you’ll finish?”Then he vanished into nothing. Dax never carried a weapon. Until today. He stood between me and a traitor wolf.“You’re not the only one who can bleed for her,” he said.Then he sliced the traitor’s throat open. His hands shook. Not from fear. But from love.They argued in the clearing. Three of them wanted to leave. Said I was more beast than Luna now.Said I’d bring ruin.I let them go. But Seris didn’t. She hunted them at night. And in the morning, only their bones remained.A hawk came with another message. No poison this time. Only blood sealed in glass. Lira’s voice echoed through my head as I read it:“Come alone. Come unarmed. I’ll give you the truth.”I left that night. Unarmed, yes. But not alone.She waited atop the Red Cliffs. Wind snapping her white cloak. Moonlight catching th
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