เข้าสู่ระบบOn the night the Moon Goddess was meant to bless her fate, she was rejected instead. Born to be the Luna of the Silverclaw Pack, she waited years for the mate bond to snap into place—only for Alpha Kael to publicly reject her at the mating ceremony, choosing another woman and declaring her unworthy. Humiliated. Broken. Cast aside by the very man destined to protect her. But what no one knows is that her rejection didn’t shatter the bond… It awakened something far more dangerous. Banished from her pack and stripped of her title, she disappears into the shadows—until fate places her in the path of Alpha Ronan, Kael’s most feared enemy. Ruthless. Powerful. And nothing like the mate who rejected her. He doesn’t see weakness. He sees a Luna forged by pain. As ancient rivalries ignite and long-buried secrets about her true bloodline begin to surface, the Alpha who rejected her realizes his mistake—too late. Because the woman he cast aside is no longer begging for his bond… She’s being claimed by his enemy. And when the Moon rises again, only one Alpha will kneel. But when the truth of her power is finally revealed… will she choose revenge, or will her choice destroy every pack standing in her way?
ดูเพิ่มเติมThe moment Kael said it—“I reject you.”—time didn’t shatter like before.It held.Waiting.Watching.The crowd was exactly as I remembered.Silverclaw wolves stood in a wide circle, their faces a mix of curiosity, pity, and quiet cruelty. The ceremonial fire burned high, its flames reflecting off polished armor and proud expressions.And at the center of it all—Me.The old me.Standing in white.Hopeful.Unaware.Breakable.My chest tightened at the sight.For a split second, I felt it again—That same crushing humiliation.That same sharp, suffocating disbelief.But it didn’t consume me.Not anymore.Because this time…I was aware.The Shepherd’s voice whispered faintly through the edges of the world:“This is the moment that defined you.”“Now change it.”Kael stood in front of me, just like before.Cold.Certain.Unmoved.“I reject you,” he repeated.The words echoed across the clearing.A ripple of whispers followed.I saw her too—The woman he chose.Standing beside him with q
The forest did not return to normal. Even after the Hollow vanished… even after the clearing emptied… something remained. Watching. Waiting. Breathing. We didn’t go back to camp immediately. No one said it out loud, but we all felt it—the air had changed. What happened in the clearing wasn’t an ending. It was an invitation. Or worse… A signal. Ronan walked beside me in silence, his presence steady but alert. His shoulder was still injured, though he’d shifted back and forced the wound closed. The scent of blood lingered faintly. I glanced at him. “You should let the healers check that.” “I’ve had worse,” he muttered. “That’s not the point.” His eyes flicked to mine, something softer passing through them. “I know.” But he didn’t slow down. Behind us, Lyra and a few warriors followed at a distance, their usual quiet chatter replaced with uneasy silence. Even Kael hadn’t returned to his pack yet. He was still there. I could feel him. Not physically. But through someth
The clearing was silent, but the tension didn’t fade.The silver light had vanished from my skin, leaving only the echo of its warmth and the pounding rhythm of my heart. Every wolf around me—Kael, Ronan, Lyra, the High Circle observers—stood frozen, as though waiting for some unseen signal.I lowered my arms slowly, glancing at the empty space where the Hollow had dissolved. The ash had drifted away with the wind, leaving nothing behind except the lingering echo of its twisted howl. But I felt it. The power hadn’t gone. It had merely shifted. Somewhere, it had found a new anchor.Ronan’s eyes scanned the treeline nervously. “It’s gone… for now,” he said cautiously, voice low.I shook my head. “It’s not gone. It just… left. For now.”Kael’s gray eyes met mine. Cold. Sharp. Burning with something I couldn’t quite place. Anger? Fear? Recognition? I wasn’t sure. “You led it here,” he said, voice clipped. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”“I didn’t lead it,” I replied firmly. “It f
The Hollow hesitated.For the first time since it had stepped into the clearing, its movements slowed, uncertain, like a predator that had suddenly lost the scent of its prey.The silver light around my wrists pulsed again, spreading faintly up my arms.Across the clearing, Ronan’s wolf struggled to his feet, blood darkening the fur along his shoulder. His golden eyes never left the creature standing between us.A low growl vibrated in his chest.Behind him, Kael’s massive gray wolf shook himself free from the shattered tree trunk he had been thrown against. Splinters fell around him as he stepped forward again, fury burning in his gaze.“Stay back!” the High Circle observer shouted.But neither Alpha listened.The Hollow tilted its head slowly.Watching.Calculating.Then it spoke again.This time the voice wasn’t mine.It was Ronan’s.“Leave her.”The sound was perfect.Exact.Even the tone of restrained anger.For a brief second Ronan froze.The Hollow noticed.It took a step close
The night had settled over Blackrock Pack, but the calm was only a thin veil stretched over a brewing storm. The silver marks on my wrists pulsed faintly, like tiny stars flickering under my skin. I could feel every heartbeat of the pack—their tension, their loyalty, and their silent questions.Ron
Ronan did not wake gently.The moment his eyes opened, the bond snapped tight between us—raw, electric, alive.I felt it before I saw him.A pulse.Then heat.Then the unmistakable surge of Alpha dominance rippling outward from the healer’s tent like a shockwave.The clearing reacted instantly. Wol
The first person who knelt did not do it for power.She did it because she was tired.Her name was Elira—third daughter of a minor bloodline, healer by trade, unremarkable by every measure the old system cared about. She had lost her mate two winters ago, lost her Alpha a season after that, and los
Some approving. Some uneasy. The air was thick, electric, buzzing with whispers that had no words yet. Eyes flicked toward me, cautious, curious, searching for cracks I hadn’t yet revealed.“So here’s the truth,” I continued, letting my voice carry over the rustle of leaves, over the shifting weigh






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