LOGINSARA’S POV
I whimpered, dragging in a breath, as a thousand needles tore at every inch of my body, and yet, my heart hurt even more.
A sob tore through my throat as strong arms held me close.
“Please live, live for me little Angel, and I swear on my life, this is the last time you would ever feel pain, I’ll die first before I let you suffer again,” a deep masculine voice whispered to me, as he rocked me back and forth in his arms.
I wanted to laugh. This man did not know my middle name was pain. I would always feel pain.
I brushed my hand lower, feeling the sticky goo that had been applied on my wound, but when I bent to look at it, he caught my chin in his hand, tilting my head up till I was staring at the most dangerously fearsome man I had ever encountered – yet there was tenderness in his eyes.
“Don’t look at it little Love. Look at me instead, and please, promise me that you’ll fight this, promise me that you’ll live.”
I sucked in a breath. The tenderness in his touch tore at me. This was the first time since several years anyone had ever treated me with such tenderness. For some reason, it only made me cry more.
I expected him to grow weary of my tears, but instead, he only cradled me closer to his big chest, murmuring words of endearment.
I don’t know what he did, but I suddenly felt a surge of strength seeping from his powerful body into mine as he held me, till finally, I dared to want to live.
I raised my head to look up at him, and caught him smiling down tenderly at me.
Who was this man?
“Why are you being so good to me?” I whispered to him.
His expression become even more tender. “Because you deserve everything love – don’t you know? I’ll give my very life to make you feel better.”
His words made me giggle. My own laughter sounded strange in my ears, like it did not belong to me – I had no right to laughter. Straightening up, I asked again. “What’s your name? Who are you?”
He paused a bit, then his next words shattered me – again!
“My name is Rune Garthor, Alpha of the Crescent moon.”
No! I shook my head, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill. My pain was not over yet. Now, the same man who had killed my father had come for me. What sinister plan did he have up his sleeve?
I wanted to cry, to beg him not to hurt me, to ask him why he killed my father, and was now here acting like he cared about me – of course, it would be absurd to think a man I was just meeting cared for me, that left only one possibility –
He had come back to finish my father’s lineage. Obviously, Killing me wasn’t enough, he probably wanted to torture me psychologically before I died.
I stared up at the hard planes of his face, awash with fake tenderness, and I suddenly made up my mind.
I had nothing left to lose, nothing to live for – except one thing, revenge!
Alpha Rune might be playing games, but I’ll play games of my own. I was going to get so close to him, I’d fit like a second skin, then I would destroy him.
My mind made up, I stared up at him. There was something about my desire for revenge that filled me with strength.
Alpha Rune killed my father, when my mother heard it, she’d had a heart attack and died, because of that, I fled the pack, Tristan fell out of love with me, and now, Claudia was dead. It was all his fault. Rune had destroyed my life, and I would get my revenge on him.
“Alpha Rune,” I said softly, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Silently, I added – I’ll make you know the true meaning of pain. I would destroy you, just as you have destroyed me.
SARA "Ain't you ashamed of yourself? You want to hurt a woman who's done you no wrong yet I'm supposed to be the evil one. What makes you any different from me?" Alpha Rune accused Zora and it seemed his words got to her. "You know, I never really met you until you came with your goons and destroyed Darkwood. But even at that, I held you in high regards." She chuckled as if she was just realizing it. "But having you locked in my basement, you don't look so invincible as the famous Alpha Conqueror. You look so ordinary." She said with scorn. Rune laughed with bearing his bloodstained teeth. "Shifting the goal post, are we? You should probably know that I'm not falling for that. You can't claim that I kill your father and become the exact monster you loath." As he spoke, I felt like he was speaking to me too. Was I any different from him? Does he even know that he killed my father? What if my father had died in a fair fight? Would Rune still be guilty of killing him? "I don't have
SARA"If I may suggest something," I began, my voice a soft, feathered thing in the cool night air. "We could go back to your cabin in the woods. It has such a beautiful, haunting ambiance. I really don't know what was wrong with me last time; my mood was just... off, and I failed to truly enjoy it. I want to fix that."Rune slowed his pace, looking down at me with an expression that was terrifyingly tender. "Don't worry, my love. I think I can understand exactly why you were the way you were."He spoke with such calm, steady assurance that it made my skin crawl with guilt. Why was he being so understanding? Why was he making it so incredibly difficult to hate him?"You do?" I asked, stopping in my tracks. I looked intently at his face, searching for a hint of suspicion or a trace of the "Conqueror" behind his eyes."Yes," he said, his voice dropping to a low, intimate register. "I recently found out that you are Tristan’s fated mate. I know that, for a long time, he was likely the on
SARAI returned to where I’d parked my car, the engine turning over with a low growl that mirrored the unrest in my soul. I drove back toward the heart of the Crescent Moon, my grip tight on the steering wheel. I needed to be within the city limits before nightfall; I had a nagging, persistent feeling that Rune would come looking for me soon. We had grown close—frighteningly so—in a shorter amount of time than I ever thought was possible for two people with our history.Rune had recently revealed a side of himself that I hadn't known existed—a side I was fairly certain no one else in the Crescent Moon pack had ever glimpsed. If you looked past that terrifying, dark exterior and the reputation of the "Alpha Conqueror," you’d realize he could be a remarkably sweet man. He was the kind of man most women would spend their lives searching for, or even die for.Regardless of that, his current "goodness" could never undo the immense pain and suffering he had caused in my past. The cold-blood
SARABack in the suffocating silence of my room, the walls seemed to be closing in with every breath I took. I was deeply unsettled by the latest information Rune had revealed with such casual arrogance. If Tristan was truly looking for me, the clock wasn't just ticking; it was screaming. I had to finish my task as soon as possible before the two monsters in my life collided and crushed me in the middle. Men like Tristan and Rune loved to brag, their egos fed by the power they wielded over others. Tristan had bragged that Rune wouldn't dare touch him, and now he was a laughingstock. Rune bragged of his conquest, oblivious to the fact that the woman in his arms was a viper.While I was pacing the floor, my mind racing through potential paths and escape routes, I caught a glimpse of something out of place. I found a small, jagged slip of paper tucked precariously under my jewelry box—a string of alphanumeric code that would have looked like meaningless gibberish to anyone else. But I wa
SARAEver since that night at Elena's place, the static between Rune and me had shifted into something far more resonant. We bonded in the quiet moments, the spaces between words where the trauma of my past usually festered. True to his word, he was a perfect gentleman, navigating the minefield of my triggers with a patience that was as disarming as it was intentional. He gave me the time I desperately needed to adjust, never pushing, never demanding. He seemed obsessed with a single mission: proving that Crescent Moon wasn't just a refuge, but my new home. He went out of his way to ensure I was settled, surrounding me with comforts I had long ago forgotten I deserved.He was a rare breed—an Alpha who could actually hold a conversation without steering it toward his own ego. He was genuinely interested in the mundane details of my mind, listening with an intensity that made me feel heard and seen for the first time in my entire life. When I dared to drop one of my "crazy" jokes, his l
ALPHA TRISTAN "Aren't you?" She began to tick points off on her fingers with clinical precision. "First, you arrogantly lured Rune here against the counsel of your betters. Then, you had the 'brilliant' idea to live-stream your triumph, only for every wolf with a smartphone to watch the 'Alpha Conqueror' turn you into a human punching bag. And now? Now you find out your three-year crusade was based on a lie. You’re a laughing stock on social media, Tristan. You’re spiraling into irrelevance."The truth of her words hit me like a physical blow to the solar plexus. I sank back into my chair, the weight of the last week finally crushing what remained of my pride. "It’s been... an embarrassing week. For me, and for the pack." I looked up at her, my defenses finally failing. "What do I do, Yvonne? Give me your counsel."Yvonne smiled, but it was a cold, predatory expression. "We have to get ahead of this. Before the news leaks from the lower ranks and turns into a mutiny, you must control
SARA I followed them as far as the hallway, pretending to polish the mahogany doorframe while I strained to hear through the heavy wood of the study."Crescent Moon shadows are all over the border, Tristan!" Yvonne’s voice was a frantic staccato. "They aren't just scouts. These are elite trackers.
SARAI don't know how long I was out, I vaguely remember someone named Alpha Rune speaking to me. I have been drifting in and out of consciousness. "Where am I?" I murmured weakly.Every breath felt like swallowing shards of jagged glass. My lungs, once heavy with the toxic weight of the wolfsbane
ALPHA TRISTAN"The Moon Goddess has decided to finally bless me. Summon the war council immediately; I want this entire thing dealt with and finished before Alpha Rune, the Conqueror, decides to move her to the safety of Crescent Moon," I announced to the shadows, my voice echoing with a cold, rene
ALPHA RUNEThey say it was easy to get to the top, but remaining at the top was the problem. I had earned the title of the Conqueror during the all-pack war but the task of keeping control over it was the most difficult thing. I would have preferred being out there, fighting and conquering, but now







