MasukAinsley, the almost-eighteen year old daughter of her pack’s Alpha and Luna, has always been different. Born Moon-Marked all she wants is to protect her pack, support her parents, and remain free to choose her own future. Across the border, Raithe— Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack—walks a razor’s edge. At twenty-three, he still hasn’t found his mate, and the longer the bond remains unfound, the more unstable he becomes. Rumors whisper that the famed Blood Moon ruthlessness is growing wild in him, threatening to tip him into madness. When Ainsley and Raithe cross paths, the world stills. The bond snaps into place—violent, undeniable, and terrifying. But neither is ready for what it demands. Ainsley fears losing her future to a mate she barely knows. Raithe fears losing himself before he earns her trust. And looming behind them are enemies who see Ainsley’s power as a weapon, Raithe’s instability as an opportunity, and their mating bond as a threat to the balance of every northern pack. With politics tightening, dangers rising, and their wolves pushing them closer, Ainsley and Raithe must decide whether their bond is a salvation… …or the spark that will ignite a war.
Lihat lebih banyakFor a long moment after the bond snaps into place, I can’t hear anything except the thundering of my own heartbeat. The cheering, the whispers, the rustle of clothes and movement around us—they all fade into a blur. All I can feel is him. A warm, fierce pressure against my chest, like my soul is leaning forward toward his. My wolf is absolutely losing her mind. MATE. OUR MATE. OURS, OURS— She’s practically somersaulting in circles. I’m… shaking. Not out of fear. Not even out of shock. Because the moment our eyes locked after midnight—really locked—I felt something crack open inside me. Something deep and quiet that I hadn’t known was waiting. And now he’s standing two feet away, looking at me like I’ve just rewritten his entire world. Raithe. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. Ruthless, feared, battle-scarred, half-whispered-about Raithe. My mate. Goddess help me. He takes a slow step closer, careful, controlled, as if he’s afraid I’ll bolt. His voice is low, rough around t
AINSLEY The moon is high—so bright it looks carved from polished bone—as the ceremony circle fills with warm golden torchlight. My hands tremble slightly as Lyra helps adjust the silver clasp on my cloak. “You ready?” she whispers. No. Yes. Maybe. My wolf is practically vibrating, pacing behind my ribs like she’s waiting for gates to be thrown open. He’s close, she breathes. I swallow. “Who?” You’ll know soon. Not helpful. The music dwindles, replaced by the low, steady beat of ceremonial drums. Pack members gather around the circle in rows—my family at the front, the visiting alphas forming a half-ring opposite them. And there—slightly to the right—Raithe. Tall. Silent. Watching. Not obviously, not intensely. Just… present. But every time our eyes accidentally meet, something inside me jolts like a struck chord. I step forward when my father gestures. The crowd quiets. The torches flicker. The forest seems to lean closer. “Tonight,” Alpha Thorn begins, voice carrying,
AINSLEY The festival lights strung between the pines glow like captured stars, swaying gently with the evening breeze. The courtyard buzzes with music and laughter, the scent of roasted meat and sweetberry wine thick in the air. My heart thrums in my chest—not from nerves about the spotlight or the ceremony—but from… something else. Something tugging at me. My wolf is pacing again, too alert, too sharp. He’s here. She’s been saying it all night, a low hum of anticipation. Who? I snap back. But she only growls softly, satisfied and impossible. I smooth my palms over my dress—a deep twilight-blue that glitters when I move—trying to force my breathing into something normal as guests mingle around us. My mother fusses over last-minute arrangements, my father stands speaking with other alphas, radiating calm authority. Me? I’m gripping a cup of sparkling cider like it’s a lifeline. “Relax,” my best friend Lyra murmurs at my side, bumping her shoulder into mine. “You look like you’
By the time afternoon sunlight slanted through my bedroom windows, the pack house was in full celebration mode. Laughter echoed through hallways, kitchens bustled with nonstop activity, and the air outside shimmered with the energy of dozens of visiting wolves arriving at once. It felt like the whole world was humming. I wished it would shut up—for just a minute—so I could breathe. Today was supposed to be exciting. Monumental. One of the most important days of my life. But all I felt was pressure. A ticking clock behind my ribs. A thousand expectations clinging to my shoulders like heavy fabric. And under all of it… That pull. That unexplainable awareness that kept brushing my senses whenever he was near. Raithe. The Blood Moon Alpha. The one man I absolutely refused to be drawn to—not until the Moon declared anything real. Focus, my wolf reminded, nudging. Tonight is ours. I exhaled shakily and forced myself to concentrate on the present. My mother stepped into my room c






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