MasukLuna was born to the royal Ashford bloodline of the Southern Lunar Kingdom and raised to be the perfect heir. She was obedient, gracious, and untouched by scandal. But a wrong choice bound her to the wrong man: Alpha Damon Treuman, a ruthless power-seeker whose charm hid an ambition as cold as his heart. When Luna uncovers the depth of his deceit, her defiance costs her everything. She is betrayed, hunted, and left for dead. However, she finds protection under the elusive and feared stranger whose empire bridges both the human and supernatural worlds, a man she’s drawn to like moth to flame. But his price is her surrender. Luna swore she'd never submit to another man's control. Yet this stranger's dominance ignites something primal and terrifying. A pull she can’t resist. A hunger that mirrors her rage. The more she fights it, the deeper she falls. His touch awakens the wolf Damon tried to kill. His darkness calls to hers. And in his arms, Luna realized that the line between salvation and damnation is sharply thin. But vengeance demands sacrifice. And for Luna Ashford, love and retribution might be forged on the same blade.
Lihat lebih banyak"Tell me something," Luna continued in a voice low and dangerous. "Does my sister pay you well for being her little spies? Or are you all just so desperate for scraps of attention that you'll debase yourselves for free?"Marissa's face flushed. "How dare you...""How dare I?" Luna's laugh was a shard of glass. "No, sweetheart. How dare you!”She took a step forward and despite her weakened state, her dominance was a physical force, radiating from her like heat.The three omegas instinctively stepped back."Let me make something fucking clear," Luna drawled. "I may be weak. I may be broken. But I am still a Princess of the Southern Lunar Kingdom. I am still the daughter of a king."She pinned each of them with a gaze that cut. "And you? You're nothing. Omegas who exist only because we allow it. You should be kissing the ground I walk on."Marissa's face went red with fury. "Your bloodline means nothing here! You're just the Alpha's broken mate.""Is that what you tell yourself?" Luna’s
Luna woke to the sound of curtains being violently yanked open and sunlight stabbing through her eyelids like knives.Her head throbbed with a sickening intensity, her mouth tasted like copper and ash, and her entire body felt wrong.Heavy. Disconnected. Like she was wearing someone else's skin.The wolfsbane was already working its poison through her system."Rise and shine, Luna." The voice was sugar sweet, dripping with fake cheer that barely hid the hate beneath. "The Alpha wants you looking good for the press conference in two hours."Luna forced her eyes open, right away regretting it as the room spun hard.Three figures stood at the foot of her bed, dark shapes against the too-bright window.Pack omegas. The ones assigned to "serve" her. The word was a joke given how they actually treated her.The lead Omega, Marissa stood in the center with hands on her hips.Beautiful in that planned way, every feature arranged just so.She'd been with the Treuman pack for years, had probably
Luna returned to the ballroom on shaking legs.The evening was winding down as guests filtered toward the exits, promising support for Damon's candidacy.He stood near the entrance like a king holding court, shaking hands and accepting congratulations.Helen stood at his side.Not behind him. Not beside him as a guest.At his side. Like she belonged there. Like she was already his mate.Luna slipped past them, heading for the private wing.She needed to think. To plan. To figure out how the hell she was going to execute her escape plan."Luna."Damon's voice stopped her at the base of the grand staircase.She turned to find him coming toward her, his expression pleasant for any watching guests but his eyes promising violence."Where are you going?""I have a headache." Her voice came out quiet, submissive. Exactly what he expected. "I thought I'd retire early.""Not yet." His hand closed around her upper arm. "We need to talk. My study. Now."He didn't wait for a response, steering he
The estate's gardens were empty, the winter air sharp and clean.Luna walked until she reached the fountain at the garden's center, her breath misting in the cold.Three years.Three years since she'd defied her brothers and chosen Damon Treuman.Three years since they'd tried to reason with her, explaining that Damon's interest in her was too calculated.That she was making the biggest mistake of her life.But she'd been so sure.So certain that what she and Damon had was real. That her brothers were just being overprotective.She'd been twenty-two and in love.Or what she'd thought was love.Damon had been charming, attentive, everything she'd dreamed of. He'd courted her properly, brought her flowers, whispered promises of the life they'd build together.And when her brothers had refused to give their blessing, when they'd tried to forbid the mating, she'd made the worst decision of her life.She'd cut ties with them.She'd stood tall and told them they had no right to control her
Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.