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. Serenya, the Luna, was rejected, cursed, and betrayed by her mate—then cast out. Still, she makes countless returns to her Alpha, each encounter igniting steamy, erotic, and intense moments of passion. Yet no matter how deeply they burn for each other, he refuses to accept her by his side. Now pregnant with the young Alpha’s child, serenya faces an even crueler fate. His rejection spreads to the entire pack, leaving her utterly cast out. To her clan, she is nothing but shame and reproach. Forced into the life of a rogue, she must survive alone, hunted by packs that see her as a threat. But the deeper question remains: is she rogue by choice, or was she driven into rebellion? In the shadows, serenya discovers unexpected strength alongside other forsaken park . As power awakens and rages within her, she prepares to destroy the mate who cast her aside. Yet before vengeance can consume her, desire pulls them into deeper longing. In the end, they realize too late that their enemies have been the ones fanning the fire—drifting them further apart with every bitter choice. Her next choice weighs heavy on her happiness or sorrow
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