LOGINHating Rayna on the grounds of a claim that took the life of her parents ten years ago, seemed to be the perfect excuse for werewolves at the Moonlit pack. When Rayna turned eighteen and the moon goddess didn't immediately give her a mate, it gave the pack even more reasons to treat her as the odd one. But what a cruel joke Rayna's life was about to become. Two weeks later, the moon goddess didn't just pair her to anyone, but the twin princes of the pack. The proud arrogant princes who would not bring themselves to accept this twisted fate. Rayna is publicly rejected and mocked by the entire pack. She runs into the woods to hide in her shame and cry, but the alpha of the Moonlit pack, Alpha Claude whose voice is law, follows Rayna. When he rescues her from an attack that night and takes her back to his chambers, something changes. There's a new awakening in the alpha as there is in Rayna. A new bond starts to form between them in this unlikely situation, and this bond will set the princes against their father and the pack against Rayna.
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The door to my small room slammed open. I shot up, my heart drumming loudly against my chest. Julia, the head maid, stood there, a scowl etched on her face. "Get up, lazy bones! Chores now!" she snapped, her voice like ice. "But Julia," I mumbled, trying to rub the sleep from my eyes. "It's so early. No one else is up. I slept really late." My wolf, Lyra, whimpered inside me. “Too scared, Rayna.” Julia scoffed. "You think you deserve sleep? Traitor's daughter gets no special treatment. Move!" My stomach churned. Traitors again, Lyra. It always comes back to that. Lyra growled low. “They lie and we know that,” Lyra said. I grabbed my cleaning rags and a bucket. The stone floor was freezing under my feet. The pack house was huge. So many floors, so many rooms. I started scrubbing the main hall. My back already ached. Soon, other servants joined. I kept my head down. “Just get me through another hectic day, Lyra.” I occasionally pleaded with my wolf inside. "Rayna! Kitchens, now!" Lina's voice. Mean, as always. "I did them," I started, but she cut me off. "No, you didn't! Go! Or I'll tell Julia you're skipping work." Her eyes narrowed. "Okay, Lina," I said, my voice barely a whisper. She always does this, Lyra. Lyra whined. It's not fair. I moved to the kitchens. Lina's mess. My hands were getting red. Tom, another servant, saw me. Tom had once made sexual advances at me. “You must get really lonely, bring the daughter of a traitor. Don't you want company? A man's touch on lonely nights?” He'd asked with a sly smile and I'd simply turned him down. “Don't be a pathetic little bitch. You know you should be grateful that I want to be associated with a filthy thing like you,” he'd pressed, looking at me with condescension. I'd refused him still, maintaining that I didn't want to have anything sexual to do with him. "Hey, Rayna," he said as he walked towards me now, a smirk on his face. "My back's bad today. Can you do the training grounds?" "Please," he added, but it wasn't a real please. It was a demand. "Sure, Tom," I said, my voice flat. “Lyra, we can't take this.” Lyra whimpered. “We have to,” I said through my teeth The training grounds. Mud everywhere. It would take hours. My chest felt tight. “Why us, Lyra? Why are we always treated like this?” Lyra had no answer, only a deep sadness. "They're wrong about our parents," I whispered to myself, to Lyra. They have to be. Lyra let out a soft whine of agreement. We know. I scrubbed harder. Tried to block out the pain. The morning sun started to shine through the big windows. Just get through today. One more day. "I hate this," I muttered. We know, Lyra agreed, her voice a low thrum inside me. But we survive. I was cleaning a small corner near the big stairs. Head down, focused on a stubborn spot. Almost done here. Then, a feeling. Like the air itself changed. It got quiet. Powerful. My instincts screamed. Lyra, something's here. Lyra was suddenly alert, a low growl starting deep in her chest. Alpha. My head snapped up. My eyes, stinging from being tired, found him. Alpha Claude. He stood at the top of the stairs. Looking down. Right at me. My heart hammered. Lyra, he sees us! Lyra pulsed with panic. Run, Rayna! His eyes. So sharp and intense. He looked right through me. A shiver ran down my spine. Did I do something wrong? "Oh no," I breathed. “Move!” Lyra urged, her fear strong. I grabbed my bucket and rags. I didn't think. Just ran. Ran away from his eyes. Away from his power. Away from the fear that he would be angry. Away from everything. My breath hitched. I ran until my lungs burned. I found an old storeroom, dark and dusty. I ducked inside, shaking. He saw you, Lyra whispered, still panting inside me. "I know," I choked out. "What if he's mad?" “He didn't look mad, Lyra said,” a little confused. He just looked... at us. "It doesn't matter," I told her. "I ran. I shouldn't have run. Now he'll think I'm even more useless." No, Rayna, Lyra argued, a soft nudge in my mind. We were scared. It's okay. "It's not okay," I whispered, curling up on the cold floor. "Nothing is ever okay for us."Claude did not move.His arms tightened around me, firm and protective.“Elena,” he said slowly. “Put the blade down.”My mother’s black eyes did not leave me.“Step aside,” she repeated.“Not happening,” Claude replied.My voice came out weak.“Mother… please.”Her fingers twitched on the blade handle.“You should not call me that,” she said. “That woman died years ago.”“I don’t believe that,” I whispered.Claude spoke gently but firmly.“You don’t want to hurt her.”“You don’t know what I want,” Elena answered.Behind us, footsteps approached again.“Claude!” Zack called. “Guards are coming”He stopped when he saw Elena.“Goddess…” Zack breathed.Mia’s voice followed from behind him.“Is that… really her?”Elena’s gaze snapped toward Mia.“You helped them,” Elena said coldly.Mia shook her head quickly.“I was lied to. I didn’t know what my father did.”“Your father knew exactly what he did,” Elena replied.Claude shifted his weight carefully so I wouldn’t slip.“Elena,” he said, c
The world didn’t go completely black. It turned into a hazy, blurred red. The stone floor was freezing against my skin, but the pain in my side was a white-hot iron that made it hard to draw a single breath. Every gasp felt like swallowing broken glass. I could hear the chaos of the Great Hall,the snarls of wolves and the clatter of steel,but it all sounded like it was happening underwater.Then, the world shook. A shadow darker than the night fell over me. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of cedar and old forest. I felt massive, trembling hands slide beneath my back and knees. "Rayna! No, no, no... look at me!" Claude’s voice wasn't the voice of an Alpha anymore. It was the sound of a man being torn apart. He pulled me against his chest, his heart thudding so hard against my ear that it felt like a drum. I looked up, my vision swimming, and saw his face. His golden eyes were wide, leaking a raw, terrifying grief."I’m... I’m sorry," I wheezed, my blood staining his white
“Claude!” I screamed from the balcony, my voice breaking.His head snapped up.“Rayna!”“Don’t move!” Zayne shouted. He raised his sword higher. “One more step and this ends!”“Zayne,” Claude said, breathing hard. “Put the blade down.”“You lost the right to command me!” Zayne yelled. “The moment you chose her over blood!”“She is not your enemy,” Claude said. “Look around you. This chaos,this war,this is not because of her!”Zayne laughed, sharp and bitter. “You still protect her.”I ran down the stairs. A guard reached for me.“Let her pass!” Claude roared.The guard froze.I stood between them, shaking, the small dagger tight in my hand.“Zayne,” I said. “Please. Listen to me.”His eyes snapped to mine. They were wild.“You should be dead,” he said. “You ruined everything.”“No,” I said. “You were lied to.”“Enough!” he snapped. “I’m tired of lies!”“Elder Thomas framed my parents,” I said quickly. “He sold the pack’s secrets to Ironclaw. He used you. He used Zack. He used Mia.
It was Mia. She looked terrified. "They're coming for you," she whispered. "Not the princes. The others. You don't understand, Rayna... the locket isn't just a trophy. It’s a key."Before I could ask what she meant, a heavy blow hit the back of my head. The last thing I saw was the Ironclaw Alpha ripping the arrow from his shoulder and staring at me with a desperate, wild hope."Elena..." he gasped, as the darkness swallowed me whole.The first thing I felt was the dampness. It was a deep, bone-chilling cold that smelled of rot and old iron. My head throbbed with every heartbeat, a sharp reminder of the blow Mia had delivered. I tried to move my hands, but the rough bite of rope held my wrists tight against a wooden post.I wasn't in the Ironclaw camp. I wasn't even in the woods. The walls around me were made of the same ancient stone as the pack house basement, but this room was hidden. I had been a servant here for ten years, yet I had never seen this room. It was a secret






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