LOGINI never imagined betrayal could burn like this, until I walked in on my husband, screwing another woman, and everything I’d given ripped from me. Divorced, humiliated, my child torn from my arms, I fled to the city… a place ruled by power, desire, and danger. That’s when they found me. Four Alphas, impossible, relentless, and fated to me. They claimed me before I knew how to fight back. Their hands, their whispers, the heat of their bodies pressed against mine, leaving me trembling, aching, and alive in ways I’d never known. I came to Lunaris City with a single purpose: to rise above the law and reclaim what was stolen from me. But the four Alphas who stake their claim, the insatiable beasts who awaken every primal hunger, aren’t letting go. As danger, lust, and power swirl around me, I realize that to win what’s mine, I may have to surrender to all four of them… completely. Warning; This book contains explicit sexual content, dark romance, and mature themes. Intended for readers 18+.
View MoreKatrina’s Point of View
A year. An entire year.
I have dreamt of this moment for one year. The moment I would finally get to live my dream.
The man I love is coming back home. Coming back to me.
I decided that it was time for us to finally become true mates and that there would be no more secrets.
Growing up, I always thought that all werewolves could do what my wolf could do, but then I realised that wasn't the case.
‘We are special’ Sage echoed
I'm going to tell him!
I had them prepare all his favourite food because I’m sure he didn’t have them when he was away.
After checking everything in the kitchen, I made my way to my bedroom. I had asked some people to pick him up from the airport since he was arriving in an hour; I needed to get everything ready.
I quickly took a shower. After I was done, I changed into a light blue, silky, floor-length dress and some sandals.
I placed my hand on my marking spot as I smiled at myself” I promise when I come back to put my mark here. Oh, I’m going to make you the happiest woman in the world. ” Xavier promised a year ago, planting gentle kisses on my neck.
“I want every man and woman to know that you are mine and I’m yours,” he whispered, kissing my marking spot.
I can’t believe it has been a year since he left on our wedding night to go to that war. The past year has been hard for me, but he brought good news, so all that didn’t matter.
I quickly applied some red lipstick before grabbing my phone.
“We are almost here” The text read on my phone as I smiled weakly at myself before rushing downstairs.
I hurriedly made my way to the hall. I needed everyone to hide before we could surprise him. Making my way to the kitchen, I heard voices.
“Can’t believe she is doing all this for him when he has come back with another woman,” One familiar voice came as I felt my heart race.
“Why do you like concluding about things you have no idea about?” Petra asked the omega as I swallowed hard.
“But am I lying? I heard he found his mate during the battle for the Black Mountains. That’s when he met her,” she retorted, no emotion in her voice as I swallowed hard, shaking my head.
He wouldn’t do that to me. There was no way he would do that to me.
He promised me. He promised my mother to always be there for me. He made the sacred vow. There was no way he came back with another woman.
I heard loud cheers and howls outside the house as I swallowed hard
He was here. He had arrived.
I was about to take a step towards the foyer but changed my mind; I was going to get the party started.
I hurried and walked into the hall as everyone looked at me like I was crazy; I looked at Mrs. Blackwood, hoping she would tell me it was a lie, but she looked away.
Why didn’t I notice this before? People were not looking in my eyes earlier. Does that mean they all knew? They knew he was coming back with another woman?
I cleared my throat as I went to the band. “Play some soft jazz” I instructed before turning on my heel,
My heart raced when I picked his scent as people stepped aside, giving him passage to come to where I was.
“Xavier” I whispered, a lump forming in my throat.
There was no way he would do something so despicable to me. He was the reason I was still here. The man who held my hand when I lost my parents.
He grew a beard and now had long hair, muscles rippling through the black leather jacket he wore.
My heart raced as fast as he strode towards me.
“Xavier?” I whispered before he took her hand. I turned to Mr. and Mrs Blackwood, hoping they would say something, but they kept quiet looking away.
Everyone’s eyes were on me, giving me pitiful looks before looking away.
“What is going on?” I asked him as he came closer.
“Kitty,” He started as my eyes welled up. I knew something was wrong.
The way he called my name was not like before. There was no emotion to it.
I could feel my chest pound as fast as I pursed my lips together. “What is going on? Is it true about this woman? I heard you came with?” I asked him.
“Bianca is my mate. I wanted—“He was about to say as I burst out laughing.
“What? Your mate? What about me, Xavier? What am I?”
He goes on ignoring what I was just saying to him, “She will be living with us. I plan on—“
“Wait! Wait!” I lifted my hand to stop him right there. He wasn’t planning on getting her to live here with us.
“What do you think you are doing? We are married and mated... Um...” I stuttered, shaking my head.
“I’m sorry Kat. I just couldn’t….I…” he stuttered, unable to tell me what the hell was going on with him.
“She needs to leave. There is no way she is staying in this pack,” I demanded, pointing towards the door as he shook his head.
“I can’t let her go. My wolf. She is my mate.”
“Am your Mate Xavier!” I snapped, but his eyes were cold.
“You promised to come back to me. You promised...” I paused, wiping my tears away,
“I can’t ask her to leave. We mated during the war.’ He added.
“Mated? Do you mean marked her? You let her mark you?” I asked, tears streaming down my cheeks as realisation hit me.
This is why he didn’t return on time. “Did you know about this?” I asked my in-laws, who stuttered as I smiled weakly, shaking my head.
They knew.
They knew this was what he was doing.
“How?” I cried, my nails digging deep into my palms as I looked at the man who was standing before me.
This was not my Xavier. He would never hurt me like this.
He wouldn’t do something that would bring me pain.
I caught people in the corner of my eye walking out of the hall, leaving me with him.
“The alpha king granted me his permission to mark her as a reward for the victory brought to our lands.” He explained, as I felt my knees go weak.
Alpha King? He had to go through that route? I gasped for air, holding my chest as I looked at him.
“What about me?” I asked him as he looked at his father and then back at me. “You will continue as the Luna of this pack. I realise the last year you have done everything and Bianca will be Luna as well,” He said as I blinked back my tears.
A year. For a Year I have taken care of this pack. A year I have taken care of his parents as my own and this is what he pays me back with?
“I plan on holding the Luna ritual for her next week” he announced as tears streamed down my face, my eyes meeting the man’s eyes who didn’t seem like he cared about the kind of pain he was making me go through right now.
“Have you forgotten everything you promised me?”
“I didn’t know what true love was. I just said yes to you because I thought you would be suitable as Luna. The moment I met Bianca, I realized that she differed from all the others. She’s the one for me.” He said to me as I sniffled back, shaking my head,
“The one for you? I’m your mate and Luna” I asked him as I looked in his eyes, my face straight as he raised his eyebrows.
“I want to meet Bianca,” I said to him as he looked into my eyes. My chest heaved as I looked into his eyes.
“What?” He asked me.
“Yes. I want to meet her”
ZORYAThe bond screamed before the alarm ever did.It wasn’t pain at first. It was absence—a sudden, hollow quiet where Vivia’s bright, chaotic presence should have been. I was standing in the council antechamber when it hit me, breath stuttering, fingers curling into my palm as if I could grab the sensation and drag it back.“No,” I whispered.Ares was at my side instantly. “Zorya.”“She’s gone,” I said, voice shaking despite myself. “Vivia’s gone.”The air changed.Gunner’s shoulders locked, every muscle going rigid like a coiled weapon. Finn’s usual grin vanished so completely it frightened me more than his anger ever could. Kai didn’t move at all—but the mental bridge he maintained with the city flared, information rippling outward as he searched.Too late.I felt it then. A familiar pressure at the edge of my thoughts. Silk-wrapped iron.Zorya.Kaelen’s voice slid into my mind like a blade slipping between ribs.I staggered, Ares catching me before I hit the marble floor. Rage su
ZORYAI let my body go slack on purpose.That was the first lie.The second was the way my breath stuttered, shallow and uneven, as if the ritual had finally hollowed me out. I let my head roll against Ares’s chest, let my weight sag fully into him, trusted him to understand without words.For a heartbeat—just one—I felt panic ripple through the bond.Then stillness.Ares caught it first. Not fear. Not grief.Calculation.Kaelen mistook that stillness for defeat.He laughed softly, the sound echoing through the ruined chamber like glass chimes breaking. “There it is,” he said, satisfaction curling every syllable. “The end of resistance. The body always gives up before the will, but in the end—”He stepped closer.Closer than he had any right to be.I felt his magic probe me, cautious now, tasting the bond the way a predator tests a wound. He expected chaos. Fracture. A shattered conduit he could reassemble at leisure.Instead, he found quiet.A void.And he mistook it for emptiness.“
ZORYAThe first thing I felt was the change in Ares.Not the heat—he was always heat, always fire and iron and command—but the absence of it.The pressure he kept on the bond, the constant, unconscious pull of an Alpha who had been born to lead and never taught how to loosen his grip… it eased.I gasped, not because it hurt, but because it startled me.Ares—His presence didn’t retreat. That was the terrifying part. He didn’t pull away.He opened.I felt it like a door unlatched in my chest. Like armor being set down piece by piece. His power, once coiled tight and ready to strike, spread outward instead—wide, steady, offering rather than claiming.For the first time since I’d known him, Ares wasn’t holding me upright.He was trusting me not to fall.I turned toward him, still bound in the circle of the ritual, sigils glowing weakly now as Kai’s bridge stabilized and Gunner’s anchoring held. Ares stood directly across from me, shoulders squared, jaw clenched so tight I could hear his
ZORYAKai went still.Not the rigid stillness of fear, or the coiled stillness of violence—but the deep, deliberate quiet that came when a mind decided to become a doorway.I felt it before I saw it. The bond changed texture, like water settling after a storm. Gunner’s raw strength still burned at my back, Ares’s fury simmered like a sun barely contained, Finn’s balance shimmered on the edge of laughter and grief—but Kai… Kai smoothed the chaos into something breathable.“Kai,” I whispered, my voice threaded thin through pain and power. “What are you doing?”His eyes lifted to mine, dark and unblinking. There was no fear in them. Only intention.“Building a bridge,” he said quietly. “Stay with me.”Kaelen laughed under his breath, the sound sharp and disbelieving. “You think control will save you now? This ritual feeds on fracture.”“It feeds on isolation,” Kai corrected, his tone mild. Dangerous. “You made one mistake, Kaelen. You assumed she could only be used as a conduit.”The sig
ZORYAThe power didn’t stop when I stepped into the center.It answered.The sigils beneath my feet flared white-hot, no longer jagged but fluid, flowing like moonlight poured into stone. The air thickened, pressure bearing down on my lungs until every breath felt earned. My knees buckled, and I ba
ZORYAThe runes didn’t fade.They waited.I felt that truth before I saw it—before my eyes opened fully and took in the fractured circle etched into the stone beneath me, before the air stopped vibrating with Kaelen’s voice. The ritual wasn’t broken. It was paused, like a predator crouched in tall
ZORYAPain had a rhythm.That was the first thing I realized as consciousness returned in fragments—beats of agony rolling through me in time with the runes etched into the stone beneath my back. Each pulse pulled at the bond, not violently anymore, but insistently, like fingers prying at a lock th
ZORYAThe dark wasn’t empty.It breathed.That was the first thing I realized when I stopped screaming—when I stopped fighting the restraints biting into my wrists and ankles, when I stopped wasting strength on Kaelen’s cage. The shadows around me pulsed, not with magic alone, but with intent. With






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