LOGINMicah tore his fate apart the night he rejected Freya;the wolfless, fragile daughter of his pack’s beta for Gaia, the fierce warrior daughter of a neighboring alpha. His betrayal broke more than her heart; it shattered her place in the world. Mocked by her pack, blamed by her parents, and left with nothing but scars, Freya vanished into the shadows. Until fate found her again. Ambushed and poisoned by his enemies, Alpha King Lucian’s life is slipping away when a strange force binds him to the very girl destiny abandoned. That night, something ancient wakes inside Freya;something wild enough to defy the Moon Goddess herself. Years later, Freya returns. No longer broken, no longer the girl they pitied. She’s powerful, untamed, and burning with secrets the gods wish to bury. When old grudges ignite and buried truths claw their way to light, even the Moon Goddess won’t decide her fate only Freya will. But love is a curse that never dies. And when her former mate comes crawling back into her orbit, she’ll have to choose: vengeance... or the fire that still binds their soul
View MoreFreya's POVMy abilities were tested, from my courage down to my integrity.As the Beta’s daughter with no wolf, i had always been forced to prove myself in other ways.Now… I had no name, no pack, no identity.Only survival.“Get this done and stop the sluggish movement.”The owner of the bakery, Mr. Hale, didn’t bother to look at me as he barked the order. His voice cut through the early morning noise of clanging trays and boiling pots.“I’m not feeding you for free.”I nodded quickly, lowering my gaze as I kneaded the dough harder than necessary.It had been three weeks.Three weeks since I woke up in this place.Three weeks since I became Liora.And three weeks since I stopped speaking.Not because I couldn’t.But because I didn’t trust my voice anymore.Words felt dangerous. Fragile. Useless.So I kept quiet.The bakery was small but busy, tucked into a quiet part of the human town. The scent of fresh bread filled the air from sunrise to sunset, wrapping around me like someth
Lucian’s POVPain was the first thing I felt when I woke.Not sharp — just deep. Like something had hollowed me out from the inside.The fire in my veins hadn’t faded. The venom still clawed at my system, making every heartbeat a reminder that I’d been touched by something unnatural. My wolf… was silent. I could sense him, but he wouldn’t speak, wouldn’t move. It was like we were separated by glass — I could see the outline of him, but the connection that had always been instinctive and constant was fractured.I sat up slowly, jaw tight, trying to remember. The fight. The ambush. The rogues.And her.Flashes came and went like lightning, a scream, warm skin.The sound of something tearing.And her eyes — gods, her eyes. Wide and bright and terrified.I gritted my teeth, dragging a hand over my face. I didn’t know what was memory and what was venom-induced madness. But the blood on my hands said enough.When I reached for my neck out of habit, my chest tightened.The chain was gone.A
Freya's pov When I opened my eyes, the trees were silent. My body ached everywhere, but it wasn’t just pain — it was the knowledge of what had happened. My skin crawled. My soul felt like it had cracked open.He was gone. Only claw marks in the dirt and blood on the leaves remained.I curled into myself, trembling. I thought I wouldn’t cry anymore after what happened with my parents — thought nothing worse could ever happen again — but the tears slid down anyway, hot and desperate.My scream tore through the forest, raw and hollow. Then there was only silence again.For a long time, I just sat there, staring at nothing. The moon had faded, the sky dulling into gray. I didn’t even know what part of the forest I was in anymore. My bag lay a few feet away, dirt-streaked, torn open.When I moved to pick it up, something glinted near the roots of a tree — a thin, dark chain tangled in the leaves. My chest tightened as I recognized it. His.I didn’t remember grabbing it. Maybe I’d pulled i
Freya's pov I packed as many clothes as I could into a small bag, nothing more. No memories, no gifts, nothing that tied me to this place.They didn’t deserve that.I only needed what could keep me warm and hidden and alive.The sound of the car fading outside told me they were gone — my parents, off to chase Micah’s apology that never existed. I took one last look around the room, making sure I hadn’t left anything that mattered. Not that anything ever did.I slung the bag over my shoulder and quietly opened the back door. The night air hit me sharp and cold, but I didn’t stop to feel it. My feet moved fast, down the worn path that led past the training field and into the woods.No note. No goodbye. They wouldn’t care anyway.The forest was darker than I remembered, every shadow moving like it wanted me gone too. I wasn’t supposed to be out here alone — not without a wolf. But I wasn’t supposed to be rejected either, and that had already happened.Branches snapped under my boots as












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