LOGINCorinne Spark died while loving a man who had never made a choice for her. Chosen by the Moon Goddess, Corinne was destined to be Luna to Alpha Adrian Leon. She thought their divine connection promised safety, loyalty, and everlasting love. She was mistaken. When rogues came for them, Leon was forced to make a decision between saving the Luna that goddess gave him... or saving Trisha, a woman who once protected his pride and owned his heart. He picked Trisha. Left to bleed and abandoned, Corinne realized the most heartbreaking truth being chosen by the Moon Goddess did not mean being loved by her mate. Death should have been the end. Instead, fate gave her a second chance. Corinne awakens in the past, same pack, same Alpha, same betrayal waiting. But the woman who once begged for Leon’s love is gone. This time, she will not chase him. She will not compete with Trisha. She will not sacrifice herself for a man who already chose someone else. Adrian Leon can keep the woman he loves. Corinne Spark is done. Yet as she rebuilds her life, she uncovers a secret the Moon Goddess herself concealed: Percie Blade—the goddess’s chosen guardian. A strong warrior who silently witnessed her suffering, kept her safe in the shadows, and loved her despite others not realizing her true value. Now Leon battles to redeem the Luna he once abandoned, while Percie struggles to save the woman whose fate will redefine the world of the supernatural.. In her second life, she will find a love worth fighting for. The Moon Goddess chose her once. This time, Corinne chooses herself.
View MoreShe turned away.The movement was clean, final, without the smallest hesitation or backward glance.“Percie,” she said quietly.He moved with her immediately, a silent, solid presence at her side. The silver bond between them pulsed once quiet, sure, warm, and completely closed to the man left standing alone in the hallway.Leon’s gold-burning eyes stayed fixed on her back.“Corinne.” His voice was rough, almost raw. “Don’t walk away from me again.”She did not stop.“Corinne.” Louder this time. “I refused the rejection. You heard me. The entire hall heard me. I am not accepting it.”Still she kept walking. Percie’s shoulder remained a protective line beside her.Leon took one step forward, then forced himself to stop. His hands curled into fists at his sides.“You think this is over just because you said the words?” he called after her, the stu
Percie’s expression remained almost unnaturally calm, but his voice, when it came, carried a quiet, lethal steel that needed no raised volume to draw blood.“It feels like choice,” he said, each word deliberate. “Hers. And mine. You were given years of open doors and golden certainty and a mate who waited patiently, stupidly, loyally for you to turn toward her when it mattered most. You used those years to look elsewhere. You used them to shove her into the dirt on the training grounds while she was already bleeding from wounds she took for this pack. You used them to carry another woman through the main halls in full view of every set of eyes that mattered while your true mate learned how to stop waiting. What Corinne and I have was not taken from you in the dark like a thief’s prize. It was built, brick by deliberate brick, in the ruins of everything you refused to protect when protection would have cost you comfort. If that wounds you, look to t
“Corinne.” Her name in his voice still carried the full, unbearable weight of their history every full moon ceremony, every marking under silver light, every soft morning that had existed before the ten steps and the smile he had given someone else while she bled out in the dirt. It carried the memory of the golden bond at its strongest, when simply walking into a room had felt like coming home. She stopped. Her spine straightened. Isla rose close to the surface, white and watchful and utterly unwilling to soften. “I said everything I needed to say last night,” Corinne replied, voice low and even, stripped of any residual warmth that might give him an opening. “There is nothing left to reopen. Walk away, Leon. Before this becomes something uglier than it already is.” “There is.” He closed the distance between them with long, purposeful strides, stopping only when the quiet, instinctive push of the silver bond seemed to press back against his advance like an i
Something raw and exhausted moved across Corinne’s face not pity, not residual tenderness, only the recognition of a wound that belonged entirely to him. “Then you will have to teach it,” she said. “The same way I had to teach myself to stop waiting. The same way I had to stand in the fire and decide that surviving you was more important than being chosen by you. I cannot do that work for you, Leon. I will not.” The silver bond’s quiet certainty seemed to stand in the air between them even in Percie’s absence. Leon felt it like a door that had been closed, locked, and braced from the other side. He laughed once soft, humorless, and broken. “I used to believe the Goddess’s mark made us inevitable,” he said. “That no matter how badly I handled the days between, the bond would hold the center. I treated it like a net that would catch me every time I looked away. You fell through it. And instead of climbing down after you, I told myself the net was still there and you had simply chose
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