LOGINShe was his chosen Luna… until he replaced her. The night Rhea Blackthorne walked into the clubhouse and saw another woman carrying her Alpha’s child, her world shattered. Pregnant, betrayed, and hunted by pack law, she did the unthinkable, she stole Kael Draven’s prized motorcycle and vanished into the human world. Five years later, Rhea isn’t a broken Luna anymore. She’s an outlaw rider with her own colors, her own rules, and a secret that could destroy an Alpha, his son. But the past never stays buried. Now Kael Draven is no longer just an Alpha. He’s the ruthless president of a deadly werewolf biker gang, and he’s found her. He wants his mate back. He wants his heir. And he doesn’t care how much blood he has to spill to get them. Caught between roaring engines, burning desire, and a bond that refuses to die, Rhea must fight for her freedom, her child, and the life she built on the road, before the man who broke her claims her again. Betrayal. Outlaws. Secret heirs. A Luna who refuses to kneel..
View MoreRhea's POV "He is not gone. He went through." Cain said it before I could spiral past the point of functioning, his voice cutting across the ruins with the authority of someone who had been on the other side and knew what going through looked like versus what gone looked like. I stopped spinning and faced him. "You are certain." "The tear widened when Vale's charge detonated. The boy went in to prevent a full uncontrolled breach. He contained it with his body." Cain was already moving toward the tear, studying it, his hands moving around its edges without touching it. "He is buying us time. His spirit wolf is guiding him." I pressed my hand flat against my sternum and closed my eyes for exactly two seconds. And felt him. Faint, like a signal from very far away, but there. A tether I had not known existed until this moment, thin as a thread and absolutely certain, and on the other end of it was Jax. Moving. Alive. Frightened in the way that did not stop you, the functional kind
Rhea's POV"What does that mean?"Kael said it to the air, to whatever had just used my mouth, his arms still locked around me and his voice doing that thing it did when he was furious and frightened in equal measure and was managing both with extreme precision.The silver faded from my vision. I was fully myself again, in my own body, in my own head, and I was cold in a way that had nothing to do with temperature."It means what it said," Cain answered. He had crossed the ruins to stand near us, and whatever shock my white wolf had caused him was packed away now, his face back to that measured calm. "The Veilkeeper does not hold the door from this side. She holds it from within. That is the function. The latch works from the inside."Kael looked at him. "She goes in.""Yes.""And the door seals behind her.""That is the nature of a permanent seal." Cain said it without cruelty, just fact, laid out clean. "The Veilkeeper enters, holding the passage stable while the Veilborn completes
Rhea's POV"Don't let her shift back."I heard Vera's voice from somewhere to my left, urgent and clear above everything else happening in the ruins. I did not fully understand it yet because I was still processing what I was, what I had become the moment my wolf came through, what the silver light coating my fur meant and why every wolf in the field had gone completely motionless.I looked at Cain.He was standing at the edge of the ritual circle with his hand raised to stop the two wolves beside him from moving, and he was staring at me with an expression I had not seen on his face once in the short time I had known him.He was stunned.Cain Ironfang, two hundred and nineteen years old, architect of more patience and planning than I could comprehend, was standing in the ruins of his ancestral home with his mouth slightly open and his ancient eyes wide.That told me everything about what I was looking at when I looked at myself.I turned toward Voss's wolves. There were twelve of the
Rhea's POV "Turn on the radio." Vera was already reaching for the dial before I finished saying it. The signal was patchy out here in the northern territory but she found a station and the broadcaster's voice came through tight and breathless, the particular tone journalists used when something was happening that their vocabulary was not built to describe. "Worldwide reports are coming in of a second lunar body visible in the night sky. Scientists are calling it an unprecedented optical phenomenon, insisting there is no danger, but social media is overwhelmed with footage from six continents. Religious groups are gathering in public squares across the globe. The White House has issued a brief statement asking citizens to remain calm." I turned it off. "Every wolf on earth felt that the moment it appeared," Vera said quietly. She was holding her hands in her lap and they were not steady. "They know what it means even if they have no words for it. The instinct is in the blood." "
Rhea's POV"Who are you?"Kael said it the way he said everything when something had genuinely surprised him, flat and quiet and very still, like the question was a loaded thing he was setting down carefully.The silver-haired man looked at him for a moment. Then something moved in his face, not qu
Rhea's POV "Tell me what is in him." Vera did not look up from Rook's arm. She had a needle in the vein at his elbow drawing blood, her movements quick and precise, and the colour of what came out was wrong. Too dark. Almost black at the edges. "Give me two minutes," she said. "Vera." "Two mi
Rhea's POV"Get him inside. Now. Move."I did not wait for anyone to agree. I got my shoulder under Rook's arm and took his weight and two of Kael's wolves appeared on his other side and we moved fast, back through the gate, the gravel crunching under our feet and Rook's boots dragging because he c
Rhea's POV Then Jax's facial expression changed into something soft. He looked at his father with new eyes, seeing past the alpha to the man underneath. "I want to really know you, not just one day. Every day."Kael's breath caught. "I'd like that. More than anything.""Me too." Jax turned to me.






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