LOGINSELENE POV
"You finally came back to Corvinus Manor, you bad pup!"
I just step inside the door, and my father, Markus Corvinus, starts yelling at me. His face looks like a mad, wild beast.
"You told me to come here right now," I tell him. I do not look at his angry eyes. I hold my head up high.
He gets so mad that he grabs a big cup and throws it right at my head. It misses me, but it hits the floor and breaks into tiny pieces. A sharp piece flies up and cuts my hand. Bright red blood comes out of my skin. It hurts, but I do not cry or make a face.
"Did you call me to this house just to play with your anger?" I ask him. My voice is very cold. "You are done throwing things now, so I am leaving."
I turn around to walk out into the woods.
"Stop right there, Selene! Do not be so crazy!" the False Luna Matriarch, Viktorina Corvinus, shouts from the big chair. She was laughing at my blood, but now she looks serious. "Markus, do not forget why we called her here."
"Stand still!" Markus barks at me. He tries to stop his loud breathing. "I heard a big thing from the pack elders. Did Lucian Lycan break your pack bond?"
"Yes," I say. I turn back to look at them. "He tore the bond away."
Markus looks like his heart is going to burst. "You stupid girl! Go run back to the Lycan Moonkeep right now! I do not care how you do it, but you must stay with the Bloodmoon Pack!"
The Corvinus Moonfang Pack needs the Lycan Alpha Dominion resources. If we do not have their food and wood, other packs in the Darkmoon Territory will fight us and take our land.
"You think I am a dumb pup?" I laugh at him. "I am not going back to that scary place."
"Selene, you know our wolves will starve without the Lycan pack," Viktorina says. She tries to sound nice now, but I know she hates me. She just wants to save her own skin.
"That is your problem," I say. "I am not a real Corvinus wolf to you anyway."
Ever since my father left my mother, Elena Corvinus, for this bad lady, I stopped loving this pack.
Viktorina pulls Markus's shirt and gives him a mean look.
"Fine!" Markus screams. "If you do not go back, I will tell the Healing Omegas to stop giving the medicine to your sick mother!"
My heart stops. He always does this. He knows my mother is my only soft spot. She needs the pack of herbs every day, or she will die. I do not have enough gold to pay for the Lunar Healers myself.
"You think Lucian Lycan is a silly pup you can play with?" I look at them with mean eyes. "He is the Supreme Alpha King. You cannot trick him again."
Markus and Viktorina look scared for one second. Three years ago, the Lycan pack wanted Sonja Corvinus to be the Chosen Alpha Bride Candidate. But Viktorina did not want her own daughter to marry a sick wolf who had bad skin bumps. So she drugged me and put me in his bed instead.
"I do not care about that," Markus says. "Go fix it."
"I cannot," I say, and I feel a little bit happy inside. "He chased me out of his fortress. He will never come to this small house to look for me."
But my happy feeling goes away fast.
A Manor Caretaker runs into the room. Her fur is shaking because she is so scared.
"Lord Markus! Lady Viktorina! A very big wolf from the Lycan pack is outside!"
"The Bloodmoon Pack is here?" Viktorina gasps.
"Yes!" the girl shakes. "The Supreme Alpha King Lucian Lycan is here to take Selene home!"
My mouth opens wide. "Lucian is here?"
The caretaker nods her head up and down.
Oh no. My big mouth made a bad wish.
No wolf from the Lycan pack ever came here in three years. Now the King is at our door.
Markus and Viktorina look so happy they want to howl.
"Bring him inside the great hall!" Markus shouts.
"I am already inside," a deep voice says from the dark hallway.
The voice sounds like big rocks rubbing together. It is very heavy and scary. A tall man walks into the room. He is so handsome that I cannot stop looking at his face. The stories said the Alpha King was an ugly monster from the old war, but that is a big lie. He looks strong and perfect. He walks right up to me.
"Are you really Lucian Lycan?" I ask. My voice sounds small.
I look at his eyes, and my body goes cold. He is the beautiful man from the Moon Eclipse Lodge Chamber last night.
"I am your husband," he says. He looks down at my cut hand. His eyes get dark.
I cannot breathe.
Viktorina looks like she wants to cry because he is not an ugly monster. She wanted this handsome King for her own pup, Sonja.
"Please sit down, Alpha King," Markus says with a big fake smile.
"No," Lucian says. His voice is like winter ice. "I am only here to take Selene back to the Moonkeep."
My brain starts working again. "But we broke the bond today! Alaric Wolfsbane took the papers!"
Lucian looks at me with a dangerous look. "The papers are ripped up. You are still my she-wolf."
I do not know what to do. Markus and Viktorina are watching me, so I have to walk outside with Lucian. We get into a huge black pack carriage with a Territory Rider at the front.
It is very quiet inside the carriage. I cannot stand it.
"Stop this carriage right now!" I scream at the rider.
The rider hits the brakes, and the carriage stops by some big trees. I grab the door handle to run into the forest.
But Lucian moves like lightning. His big hand grabs my wrist tightly.
"Where do you think you are going, Selene?"
"I am going to my own room!" I yell at him.
"This carriage is going to the Lycan Moonkeep," he says. He does not let go.
"You think you can play with people like toys just because you have a pretty face?" I shake my hand to get free. "Is this a fun game for you?"
"Yes," Lucian says. He pulls my body close to his chest. His mouth is right next to my ear. His breath is warm on my neck. "It was very fun last night."
My face turns super red like a hot strawberry. I think about the bed sheets from last night, and I get so mad.
"You are a crazy wolf!" I shout in his face.
The Territory Rider gasps loudly. Nobody ever talks to the King like that.
Lucian does not get angry. He wraps his big arms around me so I cannot move at all.
"Drive fast!" Lucian orders.
The carriage jumps forward into the dark woods, and I am stuck in his arms.
"Let Lady Gwyneth use my space if she desires it so badly, seeing as her aging face requires double the dark magic to conceal those creeping wrinkles," Tanis Moonshade sneered, her golden eyes flashing with raw wolfish spite as she adjusted her silk tunic.I adjusted my grip on my silver styling shears, stepping instinctively between Tanis and the towering female warrior who was marching directly toward us, her claws already half-extended from her dark leather gauntlets."Tanis Moonshade!" Gwyneth Lawson roared, her voice echoing off the stone walls of the Mooncrest Artisan Guild as her dangerous, high-ranking warrior aura flared, making the lower-ranking apprentices in the pavilion drop their tools in terror. "You impudent little pup! You think because Marius Bloodfang favors your production line, you can throw mud at my bloodline?""Marius Bloodfang specifically contracted Selene Corvinus to be my personal master artisan for this ceremonial shoot," Tanis count
The silver wolf-head pendant around Marius Bloodfang's neck swung rhythmically as he stepped away, his hot, cedar-scented breath still warm against my ear.My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs, skin prickling with electric heat. "I can hear your demands without you crowding my space, Marius," I snapped, stepping back so my spine hit the cold stone door frame of the transport. "Honestly, you look for every excuse to provoke a reaction."Marius chuckled softly, his dark eyes glittering with wicked amusement. "I have charmed half the highborn females in the Darkmoon Territory, Selene, but you react like I am a rogue trying to tear your throat out. I will certainly remember this.""You should remember that you are engaged to Renee Olson of the Northern Packs," I said, glaring at him as my claws threatened to press through my skin. "Show some restraint. Is this how an Alpha candidate of the Bloodfang line conducts himself?"Marius’s smirk f
The grand hall of the Silverfang Banquet House was suffocatingly warm, filled with the overwhelming scent of lunar wine and old wolf bloodlines.Amelia Lycan stood near the main archway, wearing the custom-sewn midnight-blue dress adorned with glowing, lifelike jasmine flowers that seemed to bloom right across the fabric. Her makeup was sharp, her golden-skinned neck long, and her posture strictly refined. She had spent decades maintaining her youthful skin, looking far younger than any other matriarch in the Darkmoon Territory.Viktor Lycan stepped back toward her, his dark eyes locking onto the gown. "Amelia, you look magnificent tonight. That dress... it smells of real jasmine."He drew closer, inhaling the faint, intoxicating scent. He had always favored the flower, and the sight of her brought a rare, approving gleam to his eyes.Standing right beside Viktor was Eve Moonfang, his secondary female. Though she was dressed in rich, sweeping silks, her p
Marius Bloodfang’s thin black shirt hugged his chest, the silver wolf-head pendants hanging around his neck glittering under the glowing wall crystals of his private gallery.When he heard the commotion, he raised his head, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "Did you bring your measuring tape today, Selene? If not, I have plenty prepared.""That won't be necessary. I brought it with me." I took a step into the gallery, pulling the soft leather cord from my satchel.Marius set down his communication slate and walked over, his tall frame blocking the light from the tall glass windows.He bent down, his hot breath brushing against my ear, making my skin prickle. "Remember to save the measurements after you're done. I plan to have all my future ceremonial wear custom-made by you, High Artisan."I shot him an icy glare, stepping back. "You don't need to speak so close to me. My hearing is sharp enough."Marius chuckled, clearly enjoying the way he could push my buttons."Raise your arms,
The velvet heavy curtains of the High Alpha's inner study were drawn tight, casting long, dark shadows across the carved mahogany desk where Lucian Lycan sat reviewing the border security ledgers."The pack funds for the Shadowfang boundary have been redirected," Lucian rumbled, his deep voice carrying a lethal, possessive edge as he placed the heavy seal onto the parchment. "Sign this, Tanis."Tanis Moonshade shifted her weight near the polished obsidian table, her fingers twitching near her leather ledger as she stared at the Supreme Alpha King with desperate, flickering eyes."Is there something else?" Lucian asked, his golden eyes narrowing into dangerous, predatory slits that shadowed his sharp jaw.Tanis bit her lip until the faint scent of copper filled the small gap between them, her claws digging into her palm. "My Lord Alpha... are you sending me to the remote border posts in the Shadowfang Wastelands because of Selene?"She had just received the official decree from the Gra
The iron-bound door of the Mooncrest Artisan Guild’s private vault slammed against the stone wall, the sudden concussive crack echoing through the drafty corridor as my wolf thrashed wildly beneath my skin.Tanis Moonshade stood near the crescent display board, her manicured claws digging into a leather ledger as her dark eyes burned with pure, venomous satisfaction."I told you the paper trail wouldn't hide your incompetence forever, Selene," Tanis sneered, her voice carrying down the quiet hallway so every listening apprentice could hear the blade in her words.I didn't answer her; my focus was entirely on the glowing parchment tablet in my hands as my fingers traced the decrypted bank transfers provided by my old pack ally, Viktorina Corvinus."The Shadowfang Wasteland supply line didn't collapse because of a procurement error," I said, my voice ice-cold as I looked up from the screen, my eyes flashing an incandescent amber that made Tanis step back half an inch. "The factory manag







