LOGINTricia is the pack’s greatest embarrassment. After three years of marriage to Tristan, the future Alpha of the Silver Crescent, she was cast aside for being a "useless human" who couldn’t provide an heir. Divorced, bullied, and forced to serve the very people who spit on her name, she just wants to disappear. But the Moon Goddess has a cruel sense of humor. Blake is the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, a man known for his ruthlessness and his hatred for the weak. He needs a Luna to solidify his power, but he refuses to settle for anything less than his fated mate. When he finally finds her, he doesn't find a powerful wolf or a warrior queen. He finds Tricia. He hates her for her weakness. He hates her for her past with his rival. But the bond is absolute. Blake doesn't want a wife; he wants a weapon for his revenge. He will claim her, he will break her, and he will show the world that even a human can be a puppet for an Alpha’s rage.
View MoreTricia’s POVThe Blood Moon hung high above the courtyard, burning crimson across the sky and turning every shadow sharp, every movement dangerous.I stood at the edge of the circle, feeling the pulse of the pack. The tension was thick enough to choke. I could sense Blake struggling against the poison that gnawed at him like a living thing. His claws scraped against the stone beneath him, teeth bared, and even from where I stood I could feel the poison tearing through him.Tristan moved with a confidence I hated. Every motion was precise, controlled, like he had done this a thousand times before. He didn’t hesitate, didn’t falter. The smirk on his face told me he believed victory was already his.The pack watched.And I could feel their fear.Their loyalty wavered, their instincts screaming at them to choose the stronger wolf.The bond between Blake and me strained, stretched tight like a rope pulled over jagged stone. I felt every pulse of his pain. Every twitch of his wolf as it fo
BlakeThe moment Tristan announced his claim, every instinct inside me ignited like wildfire, My wolf roared, claws pushing beneath my skin, teeth aching to tear into him.But the poison fought back.It twisted through my veins, gnawing at my strength with brutal precision. My vision blurred for a heartbeat, and I stumbled forward, nearly collapsing in the middle of the courtyard.Only the bond kept me upright.Tricia’s hand pressed firmly against me, steady and unyielding. The connection between us tightened, anchoring me when my body threatened to give out.Around us, the pack erupted in murmurs—shock, fear, and disbelief rippling through the courtyard.The elders also stared openly now, unable to hide their astonishment. An Alpha faltering before the pack during a Blood Moon was unheard of. An Alpha weakened by poison while standing beside his mate was even worse.Tristan stepped closer.Confidence radiated from him like heat from a flame. Every step he took sent another wave of f
Tricia’s POVThe moment the strange words left my mouth, the courtyard fell into a silence so deep that even the wind moving across the estate seemed to pause.I don’t understand what I just said.The sound of the language still echoed faintly in my ears, but it didn’t belong to any voice I recognized, the syllables carried a rhythm that felt older, by the time the final word faded from my lips, I realized I never chose the language at all.It simply arrived.My hand was still pressed against Blake’s chest when I noticed the change around us.The wolves filling the courtyard moments ago were no longer standing the way they were before. One by one, their heads began to lower. None of them seemed aware of why they were doing that, their bodies responded to the command naturally..Confusion tightened in my chest.I never told them to do anything. I only whispered those strange words without even understanding what they meant.“Blake,” I said quietly, the uncertainty in my voice impossi
Blake’s POVThe tremor hits first as a subtle vibration beneath my feet. The stone of the Blackwood estate feels alive, and instinct tells me this is not an ordinary quake.The Blood Moon.It should not be rising tonight. Every instinct inside me knows that the sky is breaking the natural order that governs the packs. The elders track the moon with obsessive precision because the timing has always been sacred, yet the vibration spreading through the walls of the estate tells me the moon is climbing into the sky far earlier than it should.Tristan moved toward the stairway, and the moment he pushed the archive door open the red light spilling down from the upper levels confirms it.The Blood Moon has begun its ascent.The courtyard turned into chaos instantly. Wolves screamed, stumbled and ran in confusion. By the time Tristan and I reached the upper corridor, the panic among the pack had already begun spreading.The elders arrived moments later.They rush across the courtyard toward
Blake’s POVThe silence in the council hall did not break for several seconds after Tristan spoke.It was not the quiet of confusion, It was the quiet of shock. Every wolf in that room understood what those words meant, yet none of them seemed willing to speak first.My half-brother.The phrase ec
The hall felt heavier the moment Charlotte walked in beside Tristan.No one spoke. Not a breath. Yet every wolf seemed to sense something ugly had arrived. The air tensed. Conversations died half way. Even the guards froze in place.Tristan moved like he owned the room. Like the walls already belon
Blake’s POVThe hall filled faster than I expected.Word travels quickly when wolves sense weakness, and tonight every voice in the pack carried the same question.They stood in tight groups across the floor while the elders gathered at the front, their faces stiff with the kind of calm that only a
Tricia’s POVMy head felt heavy when I opened my eyes, as if I had been pulled from a deep place that did not want to release me. For a moment I couldn’t remember where I was or why my body felt so weak. Then the memory returned all at once—Blake.The poison.The burning that had rushed into me until






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