FAZER LOGINThe fourth Grand Werewolf war took everything from Selena; Her pack, her family and her freedom but what it could never take away was her pride. She was passed from one Master to the next battered, beaten and stubbornly unbroken. She had been stripped off almost everything except her life but when an unfortunate misunderstanding with her latest master would have taken that away from her to the fates crossed her path with Ian Silvermoon, the infamous Alpha of the Silvermoon pack. A mate bond sparks between them but Ian refuses to accept, in a war living in the shadow of a deplorable War he needed someone strong and Selena didn't fit that image. He was willing to grant her her stolen freedom but she didn't want that. Not when she could have him and all the powers endowed with being his Luna to finally crush all those who've tormented her in her lifetime. The stage is set, they are forever intertwined in a web of intrigue and cut throat pack politics where the simmering passions neither of them can deny will either engulf them or become their greatest strength.
Ver maisPOV: SELENAThe Queen's fear was the first thing that made me understand how dangerous the voice had become.She had faced my darkness without blinking. She had watched me destroy creatures born from shadows, listened while I challenged her, and spoken about death as though it were nothing more than another part of the prophecy.But now, she was afraid.And that meant the final words were important.Unless the heirs unite.I looked at Ian.The black veins had stopped spreading, but the mark on his chest was still glowing beneath his shirt. He was breathing heavily, one hand pressed against his heart as though he were trying to hold something inside.“Stay with me,” I whispered.His eyes found mine.“I am.”The creature stepped closer.“You cannot stop what has already begun.”I stood between it and Ian.“You keep calling him an heir. Heir to what?”“The Shadow King.”“My father is dead,” Ian said.The creature tilted its head.“Death is meaningless to those who rule the shadows.”A ch
POV: SELENAThe words refused to leave my mind.Two heirs. One crown. One must die.Darkness filled the chamber after the ancient gate closed, swallowing the last trace of light until I could barely see Ian standing beside me.Then I felt his hand find mine.His fingers were cold.Too cold.I turned toward him and saw the black veins beneath the skin of his wrist. They had spread farther since the mark appeared on his chest, twisting upward like roots searching for his heart.“Ian.”He looked at me immediately.“I'm here.”His voice was steady, but I could hear the pain beneath it.I tightened my grip around his hand.“You're not going anywhere.”A quiet laugh escaped him, though there was nothing amusing about the situation.“You sound very certain.”“I am.”The darkness around us suddenly shifted.A low whisper moved through the chamber.“Then prove it.”I looked toward the crowned woman.The first Shadow Queen stood at the far end of the room, completely untouched by the darkness.
Selena's POVFor several seconds, I could not hear anything except the pounding of my own heart.I was never your mother.The words kept repeating inside my head.I stared at the woman who had raised me, searching her face for the lie I desperately wanted to find."Say that again."Her lips trembled."Selena...""Say it."She lowered her eyes."I am not your birth mother."Something inside me went completely still.The woman on the throne watched me with a strange calmness, as though she had been waiting years to see this moment.I pointed my sword at her."You knew.""Of course.""Who is my real mother?"She smiled."Ask the woman who raised you."I turned back."Tell me."The woman who had always been my mother in every way that mattered began crying."I found you when you were only a few days old."My throat tightened."Where?""At the edge of the Shadowlands.""Why were you there?""Because your real mother gave you to me."I stared at her."Why?"She looked toward the throne."Be
Selena's POVI stared at him.The man standing before me looked exactly like Ian, from the familiar curve of his mouth to the small scar near his eyebrow, yet the blackness in his eyes made my entire body tense.My heart wanted to believe him.My instincts screamed for me to run."Selena," he said softly. "It's me."I didn't move."Where is the real Ian?"His expression changed."What are you talking about?"I raised the Sword of the Moon."Answer me."He took one step closer."You know me.""I do."My voice trembled."That's why I'm not lowering my weapon."He stopped.Behind him, the valley remained strangely quiet.The warriors watched us from a distance, afraid to interfere.Kael stood beside the First Darkness, his face unreadable.I looked back at the man pretending to be Ian."Tell me something only Ian would know."He smiled."I know everything he knows.""That's not what I asked."His smile disappeared.I took another step toward him."What did Ian say to me when we first met












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