THE LOST ALPHA

Lilith’s POV I have spent my whole life weaving lies. Carefully, intricately, like a spider spinning its web. And tonight, all my efforts were about to pay off. The grand hall of the Blood Moon Pack was alive with light and music, the scent of jasmine and cedarwood filling the air. The Mating Ball was the most important event of the year, the night where fated bonds were revealed. But I had no intention of leaving my fate to the Moon Goddess. No—I had already decided how my story would end. I belonged to Kieran. The future Alpha stood at the center of the room, exuding power and authority, his broad shoulders tense as he listened to some warrior’s report. His dark, neatly styled hair framed a face carved from stone—sharp jaw, high cheekbones, piercing blue eyes. Every unmated she-wolf in the pack was watching him, hoping, waiting, wondering if the Moon Goddess had chosen them. I knew better. I adjusted the delicate gold chain around my throat, the one Kieran had gifted me o

Selina’s POV Pain was a familiar companion. It throbbed in my side, sharp and insistent, but it wasn’t just the physical wound that hurt. It was the way Kieran had looked past me as if I didn’t exist. As if I hadn’t nearly died trying to save the woman he had chosen over me. I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stand despite the dizziness. Blood soaked through the fabric of my dress, but I refused to show weakness. Not here. Not now. Not in front of them. Lilith whimpered softly in Kieran’s arms, her fingers clutching his shirt as she whispered, “I was so scared…” Kieran’s jaw tightened, his grip on her tightening protectively. “I’ve got you,” he murmured. A hollow laugh threatened to escape my throat. Where was that protectiveness when it had been me? The warriors were still gathered, murmuring among themselves about the attack, but no one paid attention to me. No one ever did. I was still bleeding. Still standing in a puddle of my own blood. And yet, all that

Selina’s POV The weight of Kieran’s words still echoed in my head. Find the traitor, Selina. It wasn’t a challenge. It wasn’t permission. It was a test. And I intended to pass. The warriors wouldn’t accept me overnight, but I didn’t need their approval. I needed results. If I wanted to prove that I belonged in this fight, I had to be two steps ahead. The first step? Tracking the Shadowborn’s escape route. If someone helped the intruder escape the pack’s territory, then they had to leave a trail. And I was going to find it. Dorian met me at the northern border, where the rogue had last been seen. He had called for two warriors to join us—Talon and Reed, both experienced trackers. I wasn’t sure if they were here to help me or babysit me. “The last known sighting was here,” Dorian said, kneeling beside the clawed-up dirt. “But we lost the scent trail.” I scanned the area, my heart pounding. The dense forest surrounding Blood Moon’s territory stretched endlessly, and th

Selina’s POV I wasn't even given a chance to explain myself. Kieran has never done that. Why was everyone blind to whatever I was saying? Why can't they see beyond–I mean even the Alpha is lost. The chains on my hand rattled as I tried so hard to peep through the iron gate. “Hello!” I called out. “Can anybody hear me?” I heard nothing except the echoes of my voice coming back to me the way I had spoken it. My knees cringed as I imagined what my fate would be in the morning. Memories of how Kieran had looked at me like a murderer flooded my mind. In a moment of weakness, I broke down in tears. Why can't everyone see Lilith for who she really is? Why am I always the one to take the downfall? “Moon goddess, please help me,” I crashed to the floor. The chains on my hands were the only thing that could be heard. This place reeks of death and hell. Even though it's dark, I could still seek dry bones of some prisoners who had gone before. “Hello

Selina's pov I looked at Kieran like I had seen a ghost before I ran back into my room. " Beth!" I heard a masculine voice shouted right at me as I ran through the crowd. " Move." I said gently, pushing through each of them. One of the maids dropped the tray containing glasses of champagne making a loud sound. [ Crowd whispering ]" What the hell is going on?" " What is wrong with her this time?" " Is she alright?" " Elizabeth!" The voice yelled again and this time, I could feel the anger in his voice.I wanted to stop, I really do but all of this seems like a dream to me. And I needed to wake up from it. Immediately I got into my room, I locked the door. My breathing was a bit ragged and I was sweating. What is going on?I touched my face and it felt quite different. My skin was actually. It was soft and plain. It felt like I had dipped myself into a water filled with milk. This was a skin fit for a Luna. And I? [ I sigh ]I was not fit for a Luna. I shut my eyes and