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“Trust me! I will protect you and make you the most honored female in the whole pack!”
“No… stop… please!” The powerful male ignored my pleas. His raw alpha scent overwhelmed me as pain tore through my body. Everything went black.When I woke, the hidden alcove was empty. Only the thick, musky scent of a dominant wolf lingered in the air. Shredded fabric from my tunic lay scattered across the dirty floor like evidence of my ruin.
I bit my lip until it bled, clutching the furs as hot tears spilled down my cheeks. I was supposed to be his fated mate. I had come to Moonveil International Port today to finally greet my husband after two long years apart. Instead, my virtue was stolen in the shadows before I could even see his face. What did this mean for the sacred bond? How could I ever face my packmates again… or look my husband in the eyes? If I told him the truth—that I came to welcome him home, that the crowd turned wild, and a massive stranger dragged me into the dark to claim me—would he believe me? Would he still accept me? Could our union survive this? More tears fell. I had done nothing to deserve this curse. Growing up unloved in the cold home of Mr. Smith Loko and Mrs. Hela Loko, my life was already a disaster. I trained hard hoping for a better path, but my foster parents forced me into this marriage instead of my sister. They couldn’t bear to let their own blood suffer, yet they happily sold me for the massive pack resources the match promised. No one asked what I wanted. No one cared if I was willing. I cried and screamed, but in the end, I had to accept reality. They said a female gets a second chance through a new pack. Escaping that loveless house felt like a blessing. Once the vows were made, I promised myself I would be a loyal, perfect Luna. For two years, Alpha Gali Blackmoor stayed far away in Frostfang Hollow seeking a cure for his crippled legs. I never strayed once. I guarded this marriage with my life. It was all I had left. And now, on the very day of his return… this nightmare.My communication device buzzed. A message from the pack housekeeper appeared:
“The Alpha demands your immediate return to the pack house.” My heart raced with terror. “Is he already back at the estate?” “Yes, Luna. He searched for you. His temper flared when he found your chambers empty. He wants you at Myhill Crest Hall right now… to sever the bond. He is rejecting you.” My mind went blank, as if lightning had struck. Gali wanted to reject me? I knew he hated the forced arrangement. He hadn’t even attended our binding ceremony and stayed away ever since. We had been married two years without ever seeing each other’s faces. Yet during those years, his resources always provided for me. When my wolf fell sick, the best pack doctors healed me on his orders. Even from afar, I felt protected. I believed he only hated the forced law—not me. I thought if I proved myself as a perfect Luna, we could build something real. But now… “Do not be sad, Luna,” the housekeeper added gently. “The Alpha is leaving you Blackmoor Crescent Keep and full access to the southern hunting grounds.” I stared at the wall, the world spinning. How could I not be broken? He was casting me out… and I carried the scent of a stranger on my skin. The door to the alcove suddenly creaked open. Heavy footsteps approached. A deep, commanding voice filled the small space—cold and laced with barely contained fury. “So this is where my so-called mate has been hiding on the day of my return.” I froze, terror and shame crashing over me like a tidal wave. Slowly, I lifted my gaze. Towering in the doorway stood a tall, powerfully built male. His presence filled the alcove like a storm. Sharp jaw, piercing eyes, and an aura of absolute dominance. Scars marked his body, but he stood strong and unyielding—no trace of the crippled alpha I had imagined. This was Gali Blackmoor. And from the way his nostrils flared, catching the stranger’s scent still clinging to me, he already knew everything was wrong. His voice dropped to a lethal growl. “Explain yourself… Luna.”"And you think you are in the right now?" Gali snaps, his dark aura flaring.Lowell remains completely silent, lowering his gaze to the stone floor. Justice lives in the heart of the wolf. He knows he was wronged, but he is far too wise to argue with an enraged Alpha.On the other end of the crystal connection, I hear every single word of their exchange. A bitter realization settles in my chest. Gali truly had no idea about the leather chests.My furious rant... was based on a massive misunderstanding.Yet, it was still his ruthless temper that caused the mess in the first place! If he had allowed his second-in-command to speak instead of barking orders, Malek would already be eating!"You..."Gali and I speak through the stone at the exact same moment.I press my lips together, my tone icy cold. "You speak first."Gali clears his throat, his deep voice carrying an uncharacteristic, subtle edge of awkwardness. "I was unaware that you spent your time cooking for Malek.""Oh." My respon
High Alpha Gali Blackmoor sits hunched over his massive dark-oak desk inside The Emberfang Study, the air thick with the heavy, stifling scent of aggressive Alpha pheromones. He has long since shed his heavy winter furs, wearing only a pitch-black leather tunic with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, revealing thick, corded muscles on his forearms and the silver crest ring of the Blackmoor bloodline. His dark brow is furrowed tightly, his ramrod-straight spine radiating absolute tension as his sharp wolf-claws press a iron quill onto parchment. He signs his name with a swift, brutal stroke before snapping his golden eyes upward, his fangs bare in naked irritation."What has your wolf whining like a beaten stray now, Lowell?" Gali growls, his voice echoing off the stone walls."Ms. Ashbourne..."Before Lowell can even finish the name, Gali slams his broad palm onto the wooden desk with a force that splits the grain. "Did I not make myself clear to the entire council? Do not utter tha
"You want me to fake a full blood-recovery spell during the public moon-offering?" I whisper, my jaw dropping as Kairo’s scheme lands in my chest like a thrown dagger.My feverish skin tingles with a cold sweat. The risk is astronomical."It is the cleanest tactical move, Mommy," Kairo says calmly, leaning closer to adjust the heavy wolf-pelt blanket around my shivering shoulders. "If the council elders believe young Malek’s spirit-core is fully restored, they will stop hunting for the herbalist who holds the secret. The threats against you will evaporate instantly."My mind races through the blood-laws of Myhill CrestHALL. "I... I need to think about this carefully. Tricking High Elder Gideon is not like fooling a common pack scout."Kairo does not press me. He gives a small, decisive nod. "Take your time, Mommy. Whenever your wolf is ready to act, just give me the signal. I will execute the blood-charm myself. I will leave Zevran out of it so his loud mouth does not blow our cover.
I pause for a long moment, swallowing down the lump in my throat, and nod in quiet confession. "You are right, Kairo. I have been carrying terrifying worries these past few sun-cycles... but I never wanted to burden my small pups with grown-up pack troubles.""We would rather share your burdens than watch you suffer in silence," Kairo says firmly, his young jaw setting in that familiar, stubborn line. "Besides, did you not teach us that a pack is stronger together? You should speak what is on your mind. Together, our wolves might find a way through the dark."I let out a long, shuddering sigh, still deeply hesitant to bring up Winona’s terrifying disappearance or the blood-tainted rogue threats near the border. Those matters involve high-level council treachery, and I cannot bear the thought of my children getting dragged into the shadow of execution blocks.Instead, I bring up the little boy whose fragile life haunts my thoughts. "Lately... I have been trying to heal a small, sick pu
"Mhm," High Alpha Gali Blackmoor growls without raising his face from the blood-stained border maps spread across his desk inside The Emberfang Study.Lowell’s throat twitches nervously as he steps over a pile of territorial scrolls. "My Lord... you have not checked on Young Master Malek in The Silverclaw Chamber for three full sun-cycles.""Is something wrong with Malek?" Gali finally snaps his sharp gaze upward, his golden wolf-eyes flashing with lethal intensity.Lowell raises his hands quickly. "Nothing is wrong with the Young Master's health, Alpha. I simply mean... he refuses his evening meat and sits staring at the locked oak door. Do you not think he is growing distressed with your endless absence from Blackmoor Crescent Keep?"Gali drops his heavy seal onto the parchment, his jaw clenching hard. "He will manage.""Alpha, I beg you to take a brief rest," Lowell presses, rubbing his aching temples. "If you continue to push your inner wolf to this absolute limit, your spirit-cor
"Sandra, your wolf looks deathly pale," Zane observes, his dark eyes narrowing as I return to the timber hearth. "Did the rain break your fever or make it worse?""It is nothing but a minor chill," I reply, my voice flat as I wipe cold water from my neck. "My spirit-wolf is just resting.""You should let the pack healer run a blood-check," Zane insists, resting his hands on his silver-hilted dagger. "A weakened wolf-core in this weather invites dark magic.""I took an herbal brew yesterday," I cut in, smoothly turning my body to face him directly. "Have you received any mind-link messages from Winona?""Not a single whisper," he says smoothly."Did you trace her trail to the northern border?""I dispatched two tracker wolves to her last known campsite, but her scent vanished into thin air. Even her pack Alpha has no idea where she roamed." Zane speaks with absolute composure, his face an unreadable mask.I clench my hands into fists behind my back. "We must notify the High Council law
“I will sign the papers,” I whispered into the device, my voice breaking as the final remnants of my old life shattered. “Tell the Alpha I am returning to the pack house to strip myself of his name right now.”I hung up and forced my trembling body to move. Every step away from the alcove felt like
"Do not worry about this broken room, Mother," said Kairo Vale in his youthful alpha tone, which relaxed me right away. "I was merely curious. This will not trouble my beast at all. We are content so long as we are together in any nook of our territory."A grin formed on my face as I stroked his fo
“Do not push your luck, rogue,” Gali growled, his grip on my second son tightening as the boy thrashed.This tiny pup was completely lawless.Yet, as Gali stared closer at the small face behind the cloth mask, his wolf stirred with a strange, heavy warmth. The sharp, piercing shape of the boy’s eye
“Kairo Vale is going to lead this pack one day, I just know it,” I whispered to myself, watching my eldest pup stand tall against the heavy iron transit gates.He did not bark or growl like the other young wolves, but the pure emotional intelligence in his amber eyes was deep. He carried himself wi







