Becky Hart, a 21-year-old wolf-shifter, once believed in destined love—until the night Haunter Miller, the Alpha King and her fated mate, rejected her for being wolfless. Crushed by heartbreak and haunted by the belief that the Moon Goddess cursed her, Becky fled her pack to live among humans. For five years, she battled loneliness and sorrow, slowly rebuilding herself. Upon returning, Becky’s wolf awakens—though she still cannot shift. Her reunion with Haunter reignites the mate bond, but she resists his demand to move into the pack house. Eventually, she’s brought there, and her hidden powers begin to stir. Becky's return triggers buried prophecies, strange magic, and renewed tension with Haunter, who now regrets his rejection and is drawn to her evolving aura. As Becky navigates her role in a mystical world of dragons, witches, demons, and mermaids, she discovers a powerful truth: she is the reincarnation of a Moon Goddess, cursed long ago by a jealous witch tied to Haunter’s family. Her magic—linked to water, shadows, and illusions—grows stronger with her emotional healing. Amid political tension and growing chaos, Becky becomes the center of a divine prophecy. While Haunter wrestles with guilt and newfound love, dark forces rise—rogue witches and ancient enemies intent on stealing or destroying her power. Allies from various mythical factions rally behind her as war brews. In a climactic battle, Becky embraces her full divine identity, breaking the curse and uniting the fractured realm. Her love with Haunter deepens beyond destiny, forged through hardship and choice. In the aftermath, peace is restored. Becky and Haunter rule together, guiding a new era of unity and magic. Her journey from rejected mate to goddess savior becomes a legend whispered across realms.
View MoreChapter 1. Becky.
Becky’s POV.
“What are you looking at?" I asked, looking up from the book I was reading and to a pair of silver-gray eyes staring sharply at me.
" Why are you so stubborn? You weren't like this when we first met.”
" I was a 17-year-old wolfless teenager when we first met, and mind you, you brutally rejected a teenager who believed in love, completely shattering any hopes of her believing in love ever again. And guess what… Now I'm a 21-year-old lady who spent the last 4 years of her life avoiding any form of love and still isn't about to transform! I said sarcastically while glaring at him, not caring if he was the Alpha King.
" I apologize for that, but you were too young for me to claim you as mine,” Hunter said, his voice a hint of emotion.
“Oh, you have got to be kidding me. No one has ever made me this angry before." I said, turning my eyes back to the book in my hand. “If you don't mind, I really don't care, could you leave? I need to work."
The room fell silent for a while, neither of us saying any word or moving.
I could still feel Haunter, the Alpha king's gaze on me, but I wasn't going to give him what he wanted that easily. And to hell with the stupid mate bond, I'll resist that thing for as long as I can.
“You have three days to pack your things and come live with me." The Alpha King said, not breaking his gaze from me, his voice was filled with authority and command.
I snapped my eyes to look up at him. Not this again. “Excuse me?" I asked, my brows knotted together.
He didn't respond and kept staring at me, his gaze sharp and intense. I could feel my heart starting to speed up against my will.
Curse this mate bond.
Jiggle…jiggle…
Knock…knock…knock
The silence between us was disrupted by a sudden Jiggle and knock on the door. I had forgotten we were in my office at work. I just got back from the human world a few days ago.
Jimmy's voice was heard from the other side of the door. “ What the…girl, why's your door locked?”
Haunter and I both turned to look at the door at the same time, a frown appeared on his face.
“Your attention is needed in the meeting room, and it's urgent; Mr. Zach is yelling at everyone for a mistake Mira made except her. Why do we have to get punished for a mistake she did and she's not even getting punished for it because she's the Alpha king's adopted sister? Seriously, I wanna quit and start my own company; I'm tired of the way he treats us.” Jimmy whined, his voice sounding like he was about to cry while leaning on the door.
I turned to look at Haunter who was now staring at me, his face unreadable.
I guess Mr. Zach hasn't heard the latest news yet.
I dropped the book I was reading on my table and stood up, walking towards the door when Haunter took hold of my hand.
I turned to look at him, his expression still unreadable. “What is it?" I asked, my voice flat.
He didn't respond for what seemed like two long seconds. " Can I kiss you?”
He asked, catching me off guard. I blinked a few times and was about to refuse when his soft and rosy lips landed on mine.
I couldn't help but engage in the kiss and kissed him back, placing my hand around his neck and pulling him closer to me.
Knock…knock…
A knock on the door made us separate, gasping for air while looking at Haunter in the eyes. “Bec!? You in there?”
" Yes! I'm coming, just give…give me a minute." I said, still looking at him before breaking eye contact.
Immediately, washing over me, I can't believe I kissed him back and didn't push him off in time. “Seriously, damn this stupid mate bond,” I mumbled to myself and walked towards the door.
I reached the door and paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart. I had to put on a mask of indifference, especially around my coworkers. I opened the door, and Jimmy’s wide eyes blinked back at me, curious and confused.
“Finally!” he said, his eyes narrowing as he scanned my face. “Why do you look so flustered? And why was the door locked?”
I quickly brushed past him, trying to avoid further questions. “Not now, Jimmy. You said Mr. Zach is making a scene? I need to sort it out.”
Jimmy huffed as he followed me down the hallway. “Yeah, he’s in one of his moods again. Honestly, I don’t know how you put up with him. Mira’s untouchable, and the rest of us have to walk on eggshells.” He said, not noticing the Alpha King in my office.
I sighed. “I know. It’s unfair, but we have to do our jobs. We can’t control how Mr. Zach handles the Alpha King’s adopted sister.” I glanced back briefly, noticing Jimmy still looked upset. “Look, let me handle this, okay?”
Jimmy nodded but didn’t seem entirely convinced. “Alright, but one of these days, you’re gonna need to stand up to him. You’re the only one here who can.”
We reached the meeting room, and I could hear Mr. Zach’s voice already booming from inside. I took another deep breath, squared my shoulders, and opened the door.
Mr. Zach stood at the head of the room, his face red with frustration. He was yelling at some poor junior who looked like they might burst into tears any second. Mira, meanwhile, sat calmly in her chair, her eyes lazily scanning her phone. It made my blood boil.
“Mr. Zach,” I called out, stepping into the room with as much authority as I could muster. His head snapped around, and his glare landed on me.
“Becky,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “So nice of you to join us. Perhaps you can explain why your department has completely botched the numbers for the quarterly report…” He suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in shock, still staring past me.
I turned to look behind me when I saw the Alpha King, aka Haunter, standing confidently behind me.
Chapter 40: Too vulnerable.Haunter's POV Sleep felt inevitable and with Dax’s constant yapping of him sensing our mate coming to us willingly.“Can you please stop? Your puppy love is a little annoying." Dax growled, low and restless. “You felt it too. Don’t play dumb. She’s not just ours—she’s… different.”Different. That word again.I ran a hand over my face, dragging out the exhaustion but not chasing it away. Dax wasn’t wrong. When Becky shifted tonight, the pull was nothing like I’d expected. It wasn’t the soft thread of a mate bond; it was a tidal wave. Ancient. Raw. Something that had no business living inside someone who still wore oversized hoodies and tripped over her own feet.I almost went to her. Almost tore across the forest just to catch one glimpse. My wolf wanted it. My blood wanted it. Every damn part of me wanted it.But I didn’t.Because she’s not ready.Because if I showed up, she’d see the truth in my eyes—that she owns me already, and I don’t know how to take
Chapter 39: Come In.Becky's POV “What old ones?" I asked, drifting off to sleep. "The old ones. The Ancients. The ones even Alphas don't talk about. Your power? It’s tied to them. Your lineage isn’t just rare—it’s forbidden in some circles."I sat up slowly, the blanket falling off my shoulders. The morning sun filtered through the curtains, too bright for a girl who nearly exploded the forest twelve hours ago.What the hell does that even mean?"It means you’re no longer just Becky—the girl who couldn’t shift. You’re a wildcard in the middle of an already messed up supernatural chessboard." She hesitated. "And I think the King felt it too."I stilled.Haunter.Of course he did. I could feel the way our bond tugged last night. Even now, it hummed faintly beneath my skin. Dormant. Waiting. But alive.“What the hell are you dragging me into, fate?” I muttered aloud, pressing my hands against my face.A knock on my door made me flinch.“Becks?” It was Brandon.I groaned. “What?”“We m
Chapter 38: The Old Ones. Becky’s POVBy the time the sun rose, my skin felt too tight again—but for an entirely different reason.The shift back to human form wasn’t graceful. It was painful. Exhausting. Messy. There was no glowing magic or gentle fade like the stories made it sound. Just the raw stretch of muscle and bone, the wet snap of transition, and the cold dew on my bare skin as I collapsed into the dirt behind Grandma’s house, naked, trembling, and very, very human.Brandon had yelped and spun so fast he nearly tripped over his own feet. Damian had sighed and muttered something about “getting a damn blanket before she freezes to death.” And Sebastian… well, Sebastian had done what he always did—stepped between me and the world without hesitation and draped his own hoodie around me before lifting me like I weighed nothing at all.Now, hours later, I sat curled on Grandma’s living room couch wrapped in an old crocheted quilt, staring into the fireplace like it held the answer
Chapter 37: Idiot.Becky's POV.I didn’t sleep.I couldn't.Not because I didn’t want to. My body was exhausted, but my mind… my mind was a battlefield. Flashes of Haunter’s touch, his voice in the dark, the way my power had ripped loose from me like it had a mind of its own. I didn’t feel like myself anymore. I felt like I was wearing someone else’s skin, and it was too tight.I stared at the ceiling of the little guest room Grandma had set up for me. Moonlight filtered through the lace curtains, painting soft shadows across the walls. The air felt thick. Like it was watching me.Around 3 a.m., I gave up pretending. I threw the blankets off and padded out into the hallway barefoot, hoodie still wrapped tightly around me like armor. I didn’t know where I was going—just that I needed to move. If I stayed still, I’d crack.The floorboards creaked beneath my steps. I could hear Brandon snoring faintly from the room at the end of the hall. Damian was probably still pacing in his sleep, an
Chapter 36: The Mess Before The Beautiful.Sebastian’s POVThe drive to Grandma’s house was unusually quiet. Normally, a car ride with the four of us would be filled with snarky jabs, off-key singing, and the occasional wrestling match in the backseat between Damian and Brandon. But not today.Today, Becky was pressed up against the window in the backseat, earbuds in, hoodie pulled over her head, acting like the world didn’t exist. And maybe to her, it didn’t.I glance at her through the rearview mirror. Her arms were crossed over her chest like she was guarding herself from something — or someone.“She hasn’t said a word in over an hour,” Brandon whispered beside me, scrolling through his phone but not really looking at it.“Yeah,” I muttered. “I noticed.”Damian, in the passenger seat, turned around slightly to peek at Becky. “She’s shutting us out again.”“She’s not shutting us out. Something’s wrong.” My hands tightened around the steering wheel. “And I don't know what it is. Or d
Chapter 35: Power Problems and Sibling Nonsense.Becky’s POVSebastian landed on the floor with a thud and a bark of laughter. “There’s the little beast I remember.”I scowled at him, crossing my arms. “You’re lucky I didn’t blast your ass through the wall.”He raised a brow and stood, brushing himself off. “You probably could’ve. That’s the problem.”I hated that he was right. Again.I could still feel it—whatever it was. This low, constant hum inside me like something ancient was trying to claw its way out through my bones. My wolf was quiet, like she was sitting back to watch what happened next.That never meant anything good, for me. Sebastian grabbed my desk chair and spun it backwards, sitting in it like some knockoff interrogator. “So... what are we dealing with? Elemental magic? Ancestral witch curse? Accidental wolfsbane ingestion?”I gave him a flat look. “Not wolfsbane. That would’ve killed me.”“Only if you’re normal.” He smirked. “Which we both know you’re not.”“ Awww.
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