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Author: PRESPHY
last update publish date: 2026-03-19 02:40:52

"International Alpha-Queen," I whispered the title to myself. It was a dream I had long ago buried under the weight of Blake’s ambition. Now, I didn't care about the glory; I only cared about the hunt. I wanted to smell the fear on Riley and Blake when their gilded world finally collapsed.

Just before the high-stakes press conference at Turner Studios, Blake caught me off guard. He insisted on a "reconciliation lunch" at the Great Hall, the most exclusive dining cavern in the office spire. He h
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  • The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna   18

    The phantom heat of Connor’s touch still simmered beneath my skin, making my inner wolf feel as though she were possessed by a celestial fire. Last night, in the quiet sanctuary of the Vale Hills Estate, he had nearly unraveled me. His hands, usually so steady and commanding, had explored the curve of my waist with a hunger he’d suppressed for an eternity."Connor," I had whispered, my breath hitching, "if the bond bites a little..."He had stilled instantly, pulling back to press a final, lingering kiss to my brow. "Tomorrow is your rebirth, Ava," he’d rumbled, his gold eyes glowing in the dark. "A Queen needs her rest before she hunts."The next morning, the air at the Elm Grove ritual was thick with the scent of cheap chemicals and desperation. Blake was already there, pacing like a mangy cur. He wasn't there to support me; he was there to ensure I publicly licked Riley’s wounds."Don't forget the script, Ava," he hissed, cornering me in the dressing room. "End the rumors. Tell the

  • The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna   17

    The Turner scent was one of rot and dying ambition. Blake believed that my return to the Hart bloodline meant I had crawled back to the family that once exiled me for his sake. He assumed I had traded my pride for a gilded cage in Tribeca. Little did he know, I was building a new throne from the wreckage he left behind.In reality, I hadn't reached out to the Hart elders. I wasn't ready to beg for their forgiveness until I could stand before them as a Queen who had conquered the industry on her own terms.After Ashley retreated, I returned to the balcony. The scent of blooming roses and cedar filled the air, but the most intoxicating aroma was Connor’s. He didn't let me return to my chores. He pulled me into a possessive embrace, his lips crashing against mine with a hunger that ignited my own inner wolf. I dropped the watering can, the clatter lost beneath the sound of our breathing. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his dark hair as I met his passion with a f

  • The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna   16

    The following Wednesday, the 26th, was marked on the lunar calendar as the day of the corporate ritual. Ashley stood before me, dabbing at the moisture in her eyes before she straightened her spine. The shift in the wind was palpable; she finally smelled the rot in Riley’s desperation and the rising power in mine."Keep a record of every hunt offer that comes through the link," I commanded, my voice like a calm winter spring. "Don't reject them yet. We’ll use that evidence when the moon is high on Wednesday. If you have any predatory instinct left, Ashley, you’ll see that being the Alpha’s mistress is a short-lived reign compared to standing with the true Luna."Ashley bowed her head. She saw Riley playing the "wounded pup" to gain sympathy, while I was using Riley as a jagged stone to sharpen my own claws. "I’ll have the ledger ready," she promised.I turned at the door of the Studio. "And Ashley? Stop trying to lure every male in the territory if you aren't prepared for the flash of

  • The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna   15

    The next sun brought the scent of the Seattle coast and the start of the commercial shoot. Originally, I was to be framed with a cluster of other omegas, but Scott had spent the night reviewing the raw footage from the previous hunt. He decided my presence was too predatory; I would make the others look like domesticated pups. In the end, it was just me and one male wolf from a local neutral pack.Early that morning, a frantic scratching at my door preceded Lisa. I cracked it open, my scent still heavy with the lingering musk of the High Alpha. Lisa’s eyes went wide."Ava? Are you... hiding a stray?" she hissed. "You just broke the bond with that cur Blake, but I know the scent of a dominant male when it hits me. Who is daring enough to mark my Silver Wolf’s territory? Move! Let me see him!"She tried to shoulder her way past, but a massive, scarred hand caught the edge of the door. Connor stepped into the frame, his bare chest a map of power that seemed to suck the air out of the hal

  • The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna   14

    The air in the studio shifted. My inner wolf, Kaia, wasn't just prowling; she was reigning. I didn't need the crutch of test shots. Despite the jagged complexity of the brief, the rhythm felt as natural as a heart-beat. Scott began by barking out single-word commands: Indolent. Predatory. Lethal. Vulnerable. With every syllable, I shifted my stance, my gaze, and my scent. I was a mirror to his demands, a spellbinding force that drew every eye in the room. From the periphery, Lisa was a blur of motion, capturing every angle on her device to relay to the High Alpha. She vibrated with a secret thrill, knowing she held the private link to the King of the Vale. What she didn’t realize was that Connor was already cutting through the clouds toward Seattle.As the final shutter clicked, Julius Taylor approached me, bowing his head in a rare gesture of pack-apology. "I was a fool to doubt your lineage, Ava. The Crown Star was meant for a wolf of your caliber."I retreated to the dressing room,

  • The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna   13

    The fall of the Turner name was swifter than a winter's frost. Within hours, the digital pack-links were flooded with the truth. Even the Turner Studios PR wolves couldn't howl loud enough to drown it out. The world now knew that Blake was a traitor to his fated bond and Riley was a parasite who had fed on my reputation for years.To sharpen the blade, a rogue investigative scout released a leak proving I had been coerced into the Bel AME show. The outrage was a physical heat. But the killing blow came from the airport "protestors" themselves. Realizing they had been used as pawns for a hollow idol, the fan-pack issued a public grovel. They confessed that Riley’s assistant, Gary, had personally fed them my flight coordinates to orchestrate the ambush. They admitted I hadn't trampled their flowers; in fact, I had protected them from the Enforcers. Riley’s "army" had deserted her, leaving her a queen of nothing but ash.In the shadows of Blake’s den, Riley was a whirlwind of shattered g

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