LOGINMildred Bright, the eighteen-year-old daughter of the Blood Moon Alpha, has spent her entire life training to lead her pack. Fierce, compassionate, and unknowingly the reincarnation of the Moon Goddess, she faces a crisis she never expected: she is falling in love with both of her childhood best friends Kaiden Phanuel, heir to the Black Moon Pack and future Supreme Alpha, and Gray Everhart, the gentle peacemaker whose smile can soothe any storm. Torn by guilt and fear of losing them, Mildred seeks answers, unaware that destiny has already tied their souls together.
View MoreCHAPTER 11The night split open with a roar of thunder, dark clouds swallowed the moon, overpowering the world’s shadow, a reckless wind howled through the trees, bending them like frightened servants before a wrathful king. A moment later, the heavens broke loose.Rain crashed down in torrents, wild unrelenting, merciless. Each drop struck the earth like a hammer, turning the quiet village into a trembling sea of mud. Illuminating rooftops, terrified faces, and the rising waters that swallow the streets.Within minutes, the ground disappeared beneath swirling waves. The flood surged through doorways and alleys, dragging away baskets, firewood, and anything foolish enough to resist it, the once familiar path vanished, replaced by an agitating, angry current that reflected the stormy heaven roar of the flood.And through it all, the storm raged on, wild and untamed, as if the sky itself were mourning, or warning, of what was yet to come.Rick stood at the window watching the thurming r
Mildred woke up to a damp, ancient smell, one that felt like the place hadn’t been occupied in ages. As her eyes adjusted, looking at the surroundings, her heart hitched. The dungeon stretched before her like a forgotten cathedral of sorrow. Iron bars rose like cold prayers; the chains lay coiled like the serpents dreaming of their next captive. And the air tasted of rust and forsaken oaths; each breath reminded her that even stone remembered pain.Someone was lying before her. The room was pitch black, so she couldn’t see the person, and the smell of rust masked every other smell. So she couldn’t smell him.“You’re awake? A calm gentle voice asked. “Do you need water?” he asked again. Her throat burned. “Yes,” she whispered.He handed her a flask. She took the water and drained it down in one gulp. “Thank you,” she muttered.“What’s your name?” he asked. “Mildred,” she responded.Werewolf, right? She nodded. “Yes.” “Forgive my ill manners,” he said softly. “My name is Alex. I
Through the dense fabric of time, a heart that was once warm turned ice, so cold that even time itself could not warm it, it distances itself from warmth for it doesn’t seem to see the use of the warmth it brought to him, his once warm heart died, the day his loved one died. No one knew if it would ever beat the same again.RICK’S POVSearching for my mate felt like looking for a ghost, an invisible being, that had never existed. Some Lycans got their mate the moment they awaken as Lycans. But mine?Seems impossible.My father tried dragging me to every gathering imaginable to find my mate, but nothing ever happened. Eventually, I gave up the idea.Loneliness became my shadow. The one person, who was meant to stand by my side, my brother, took his own life for love. The only family I rely on vanished in a single moment. The only person who stayed by my side was my beta, Charles; the death of my brother left a scar carved deep into my soul.And for that, I hated the werewolves, with
An ancient stronghold stood like a silent sentinel, its stone walls bearing the weight of time, majestic and flawless, it rose with an air of authority, reflecting those who dwelled within it.From the From westwing of the fortress, an imposing figure emerged from the it, descending from the steps, he walks with his long strides that convey his confidence and authority, his dark brown eyes staring deeply at the red haired boy kneeling stairs, at first glance, the boy looked fierce, defiant even, but when looking closely he reveal a softness that made other relax around him, even when they shouldn’t “dare.My lord, this is the person we found in the principal’s office,” Charles said as he shoved the red-haired boy toward the floor. Rick’s face darkened instantly.A wave of powerful pheromones crashed across the hall. Everyone gasped as their knees buckled. No one understood why the king was suddenly consumed by rage. Rick stormed down from the stairs with a menacing expression, as if






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