ログインAnya Thornveil, the Beta’s first daughter, has lived her life as the unwanted one—mocked for her looks, ignored by her family, and overshadowed by her beautiful sister. On her eighteenth birthday, she finally scents her fated mate… only to be publicly rejected by him, the Alpha’s golden son. His cruel words humiliate her before the entire pack, leaving her shattered. In her pain, Anya cries out to the Moon Goddess, begging for an answer. The Goddess does not stay silent. Instead of letting her drown in rejection, she grants Anya something rare—a second chance mate. A man stronger, darker, and more devoted than she could have ever imagined. Years later, Anya returns no longer the “ugly daughter,” but a woman reborn from her scars. The Alpha’s son, who once despised her, now looks at her with regret burning in his eyes. But Anya is no longer his to claim, her true bond lies with the one who chose her, not the one who broke her. The rejected thorn has become the Moon’s chosen bloom. And this time, she will not be broken.
もっと見るANYAI woke with a small gasp, my heart racing like I had been running. The room was dark, the lamps off, the curtains pulled slightly by a soft breeze. For a moment, I didn’t know why I’d woken—until I reached out instinctively.Empty.Cold sheets.Alaric wasn’t beside me.A strange panic fluttered in my chest. I sat up quickly, blinking at the shadows. Maybe he’d just gone to the bathroom? But the door was open. The lights off.I swung my legs out of bed and stood, my body still heavy with sleep. My throat felt dry, so the first thing I did was reach for the glass on the nightstand. I drank it slowly, letting the coolness settle my nerves.He should be here.Why isn’t he here?Before I could spiral further, Luna’s voice drifted through my mind, steady and warm.“He didn’t leave you, Anya. He wouldn’t.”I exhaled softly. I know… but still.Her presence eased me more than I expected.Luna sounded a little smug.“I’ve been talking to his wolf.”I froze. “You what?”“Talking. Getting to
ALARIC I stood in front of her door longer than I should have.Not because I was unsure, but because I needed a second to steady myself. The last few hours had left my mind tangled and my chest tight, and I knew she was feeling it even more.I knocked once.Two minutes passed before the lock clicked. I knew the exact time, because I had been watching the clock like a man waiting for a verdict.When the door opened, she wasn’t crying like I feared. She looked… collected, but fragile beneath it. Her eyes held this quiet chaos, like someone holding too many thoughts at once.And then she said it.Soft. Quick. As if the words had slipped out before she could stop them.“I love you.”Everything inside me froze.Not because I didn’t feel it — hell, I’d felt it far longer than I should admit — but because she said it like she was stepping off a cliff, not offering her heart.Like she expected me not to catch her.“Anya…” I said quietly.She wasn’t shaking. She wasn’t running. She was standi
ANYAThe room felt too quiet after Alaric left me alone.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my phone like it could magically fix everything inside my chest. My thumb hovered over Dominic’s name.Call him. Tell him. Ask him. Something. Anything.But the moment I pressed the call button, it rang only once before cutting to voicemail.He didn’t pick.Of course he didn’t. Either busy… or not with his phone.I swallowed the lump in my throat and moved to my parents’ contact — but my fingers froze. Calling them would only make everything real. And I wasn’t ready for that. Not when I didn’t even understand what was happening to me.I turned the phone off and tossed it onto the bed, the silence swallowing me whole.I dragged myself to the bathroom.When the light flickered on, I lifted my eyes to the mirror… and froze.My reflection stared back at me — the same face I’d seen all my life. But now… now I could see her.The queen.Not identical, but close enough to make my stomach twist. S
ALARICThe house felt too quiet the moment Anya closed her bedroom door.She had barely looked at me when we got home. Her voice was soft—soft in the way that tells you someone is breaking but trying not to show it.“Alaric… I just need some time alone.”I nodded, even though every instinct in me screamed to follow her, to hold her, to fix whatever was wrong. But I stepped back and let her disappear down the hallway.I shouldn’t have.I shouldn’t have let her walk away like that.I paced the living room for a while, pretending I wasn’t listening for sounds from her room. My wolf was restless, pacing circles inside me, whining low.“Something is wrong.”I could feel it too, this strange pressure in my chest… an uneasiness without a name. The kind that creeps into your bones when you know someone you care about is hurting but you can’t help them.I tried to distract myself, but every little sound from her room made me glance up. At one point I heard her wardrobe door open. Then silence
KIERANShe had only just opened her eyes before the color drained from her face. Panic flickered in them, and before I could reach her, she fainted again, her body going limp against the sheets.A growl rumbled in my chest as I mind-linked the physician immediately. Get here. Now.Within minutes, t
ANYA Pain. It was the first thing I felt before I even opened my eyes. A sharp, splitting ache started at the base of my skull and pulsed through my entire body. My head felt as though it was on fire, every breath scraping like glass through my lungs. A broken sound escaped me, then a full screa
ALARICThe hallways of Valemont Hall fell silent as I strode in, my mate cradled against me. Her scent was faint, her breathing shallow. The blood smeared across her skin filled my mouth with the taste of iron, and every step I took pressed fury deeper into my bones. Servants lowered their heads,
ALARICThe night was still, yet heavy with unspoken weight.At twenty-five, my life had become a cycle of duty and bloodshed, victories that left me emptier with each passing day. Others spoke of fate and bonds, of love that steadied the soul, but mine was a path paved only with responsibility. Pow






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