LOGINEloise had the perfect life. Overnight, everything changes. She discovers that Hall, her mate, is a damn traitor who cheats on her with her stepsister and only uses her to take over the pack. Desperate, she breaks the mate bond she has with Hall and tries to fix everything, but it's too late. Her father is dead, and her little brother has been poisoned. Heartbroken and with her brother dying, she flees far from the pack and, by mistake, ends up in the dark forest, unaware that her salvation will be the man her father always considered a danger, the Dark Alpha. A man who hides a great secret and who, unbeknownst to her, would give everything for her. Sometimes, life breaks everything you knew... Only to take you exactly where you belong.
View MoreEloiseYears later…Emmett hated ceremonial robes.That was the first thing he said the morning he was to officially become the Alpha of Steel Fangs.He didn’t say he was nervous or that he wasn’t ready; he just got caught up in the robes while ignoring the fact that he wished our father were there with him. That’s how I knew he was just trying to hide his nerves.And I smiled because Emmett wasn’t the same boy he used to be.He had become an adult—tall, handsome, with our mother’s green eyes and our father’s proud bearing. Everything about him screamed authority, and I held back my mockery as he stood in front of a mirror with an expression of utter indignation while Hann tried to adjust the steel clasp on his shoulder.“This is too heavy,” Emmett said.Hann, with more gray hair than years ago and a patience forged in the
EloiseIt turned out to be a false alarm, but hours later, the next day, Elian was born, and the ancient forest blossomed.It wasn’t just a poetic way of putting it—it truly blossomed.I woke up before dawn with a deep pain, unlike anything I’d ever felt. For a few seconds, I lay still, confused, with one hand on my belly. Then another contraction came, stronger, and I understood what it meant.“Elijah,” I said hurriedly.My mate woke up immediately.He didn’t open his eyes slowly or ask what was happening; he was simply awake, alert, with Gref under his skin.“Is it the baby?” he asked right away.“Yes,” I said in a hoarse voice.His face changed.Panic, joy, terror, and devotion played across his face in a matter of seconds. Then, an extraordinary mix of it all.“Elijah,” I said with da
EloisePeace did not arrive like a burst of light.It arrived slowly.It came with weary hands rebuilding roofs, with guards repairing fences, with children running through the square again without fearfully glancing toward the forest. It came with merchants traveling along roads that had once been closed, with official letters sealed with fresh ink, with overly proud Alfas learning to sit at the same table without turning every disagreement into a territorial war.It also came with silences.With names spoken in hushed tones and with white flowers on fresh graves.With people waking in the middle of the night, believing they heard the screams of Hall and his men once more.But it came, and that, after all, was a miracle.Blood Moon changed in the months following Hall’s fall and the restoration of the Shadow Forest. Not abruptly, but as a land changes after a harsh winter: first a crack in the snow, then a timid leaf, then green spreading with the patience of one who knows they have
EloiseThe official Blood Moon ceremony didn’t begin when I put on the dress.It began weeks earlier, when a girl from the pack stopped me at the market with a basket of night-blooming flowers and told me, with the gravity of an old woman trapped in an eight-year-old’s body, that a Luna couldn’t be officially named without wearing something that had grown under the gaze of the Matterhorn.“It’s tradition,” she said.I looked at Isa, who was standing beside me feigning innocence.“Is it?” I asked cautiously.“It is now,” Isa replied with a smile.The girl handed me the flowers.They were white and small, with a pearly sheen. They had bloomed near the shadowy forest after the restoration. People called them "rest flowers" because they only opened when the fog descended quietly, without hunger.I accepted the flowers as if they were a crown.“Thank you,” I said.The girl looked at me with pride.“You’re already a great Luna,” the girl said before leaving.I didn’t know how to respond.On
EloiseMy words hit her like a punch.She believed it and didn’t hesitate, as if she knew what might happen, as if she understood the situation, and that really got on my nerves. Especially because it could mean they didn’t give a damn about what happened.“You’re not surprised,” Elijah whispered t
EloiseElijah ran over to me and checked on me.“I’m fine, nothing happened to me,” I told him calmly.“They could have hurt you,” he said, looking worried.“They didn’t, so don’t worry,” I said and kissed him. “Everything’s under control now.”The women looked at us with confusion; then the Alphas
ElijahSecrets always come out.That was something I had learned as I grew up.Both my parents and my friends discovered my secrets at unexpected levels; it was as if fate sought time and again to reveal them. So, if I had learned anything about secrets, it was that there is no escape and, one way
EloiseThe ceremony was everything I ever truly wanted.People were happy, but what really calmed my heart and filled it with tenderness was Elijah's happiness, how content he was, and the fact that he was dancing all the time and was much more lively than he had been in previous days.My feet had
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