Mag-log inI was blamed for a murder I never committed, rejected by my mate, and tortured day and night by my stepbrothers. I was seen as nothing but a mere slave, even though I was the alpha's daughter, a low-ranking wolf with no status—or so I thought. Now the truth is out. I know the murderer, and I have someone who showed me what love truly is. I’ll have my revenge, no matter the cost. — Ava ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I’m sorry I kept the truth from you. I only claimed you because of my own selfish motives, but now, now I’m ready to make amends, and I can only do that if you give me the chance. — Russell ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ava Brunk, a low-ranking wolf in the Shadow Pack, suffers abuse and rejection, her powerful wolf dormant after a humiliating betrayal. Saved by Russell Dwayne, a ruthless werewolf and Mafia boss, she’s drawn into his quest for vengeance against her father. As secrets unravel—murder, a hidden Mafia organization, and the untapped power of her wolf tied to the Moon Goddess—Ava rises from slave to warrior, seeking justice. But trust shatters when Russell’s dark past emerges. Now, as Luna, Ava faces new threats: a returning mate and shocking revelations that could change everything. Will revenge and love collide, or tear her apart?
view more**RUSSELL'S POV**The moment the door opened and those two figures stepped into the room, my entire world tilted sideways.Drake stood there in an expensive suit, his expression unreadable. And beside him—Brunk. Ava's father. The man whose sons I'd had chained up in my basement for weeks.I'd expected Brunk. The second Grey mentioned handing me over to someone, I'd known it was a possibility. But Drake? My most trusted man? My right hand? The one person I'd built my entire operation around?That I hadn't seen coming."No," I breathed, the word escaping before I could stop it. I stared at Drake, searching his face for any sign that this was a mistake, some kind of sick joke. "Drake, what the hell is this?"He wouldn't meet my eyes. Just stood there beside Brunk, hands shoved in his pockets, jaw tight.Brunk, on the other hand, looked absolutely delighted. He walked further into the room, circling my chair like a predator sizing up wounded prey. His expensive shoes clicked against the p
Ava's POVI didn't know what day it was at first, not until I felt the familiar chill in the air and noticed how eerily quiet everything had become. The silence was different—heavy with anticipation. Then I looked out the small window of my cramped room and saw it: the exact full red moon I remembered from that night. My heart sank as the memory crashed over me like a wave.It was the night of the mating ceremony. The night I tried to escape from my stepbrothers' clutches.Move according to the script, Morticia's voice whispered in my mind, cold and commanding. Act exactly as you did that day. Don't try to change anything.I wanted to refuse, to break free from this nightmare, but my body moved on its own, following the path of that terrible night.I was back in that suffocating room, my body aching from another night of torment at William and Damian's hands. They had left me broken and humiliated, as they always did. The annual mating ceremony was taking place in the grand hall, the
Russell's POV The first thing that hit me when consciousness crept back was the scent—expensive leather, polished wood, and something floral that definitely wasn't forest air. My head felt like someone had used it as a punching bag, and the wolfsbane from those bullets was still burning through my system, keeping my healing at a crawl. I tried to move and immediately realized I was strapped to a chair. Heavy leather restraints bound my wrists and ankles, the kind that were designed to hold someone with supernatural strength. My shoulders ached where the bullets had torn through them, the wounds sluggishly trying to close. When I finally managed to lift my head and focus my vision, I found myself in what looked like a luxury hotel suite. Crystal chandeliers hung from an ornate ceiling, expensive artwork lined the walls, and floor-to-ceiling windows showed a city skyline. This wasn't some abandoned warehouse or dingy basement—this was high-end, sophisticated. And sitting across f
WILLIAMS’S POVI had expected to see almost anyone else walk through that door—guards, Russell's men, hell, even the grim reaper himself. But Kelvin? My father's right-hand man? That was the last person I'd imagined would show up in this godforsaken place.How the hell was he here? How had he managed to locate us? How did he even know where Russell had taken us? The questions hammered at my brain, but the one that scared me most was this: Was my father somehow connected to Ava's kidnapping?, how did he find out about Russell's hide out?.The moment Kelvin saw me and Damien tied up in those chairs, his eyes went wide with shock. He quickly closed the door behind him and strode toward us, his shoes echoing in the empty room."So it was Russell who got the jump on you two," he said, shaking his head in what looked like disgust. "After you went after him, no less. I have to say, you're both more pathetic and useless than I thought possible."His gaze fixed on me, and I could see the disap
AVA'S POV After the god-forsaken woman had told me it wasn't going to hurt, she performed some kind of hypnosis on me using the ornament she brought out from the bag. Before I knew it, everything started becoming blurry, and I passed out. Now, I found myself strapped to a bed rather than the chair
**Ava’s POV**“Who are you?” I asked as the figure walked closer towards me.The supposed boss chuckled as he stepped closer, and when his full self came into view, I saw that he was everything I wasn’t expecting — not attractive at all. He had blonde hair, was wearing a white suit, and polished bl
Chapter – Russell’s POVAfter dressing up, I left my room and headed straight to the one where I had ordered Williams and Damien to be kept tied up.Arriving there, I pulled open the door and stepped inside, shoving the door shut with my foot as I entered the room.Walking with my hand on the wall,
Chapter – Ava’s POVThe ride back was quiet. Just too quiet. The moment we left the place where we had come down from the jet, exhaustion hit me hard. I leaned my head against the window, and before I knew it, I had dozed off.A light tap on my shoulder pulled me back to reality. I blinked as I sat






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