MasukAyla thought she knew who she was. An adopted outcast who struggled to belong and who's mate rejected her. Driving by pain, she rebuilds her life as a human and hid her identity as a wolf but fate always comes up with other plans. Her mate never really rejected her and a forbidden power awakens inside her, drawing the attention of an ancient darkness that should have died centuries ago. Now, with enemies closing in and secrets buried in her blood, Ayla must uncover the truth before the darkness claims her. Because the Lunaris Wolf was never meant to awaken.
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The packhouse buzzed with an excitement that didn’t quite reach me. The eve of the moon ball was always a bubbly evening for Silver fang packs, there were decorations and lights and scented candles. The ball was held every year and done just the same way… Well all except this one. This one was different because I was turning eighteen tomorrow, I was going to shift for the first time and I was going to meet the one… “Oops" someone giggled The basket of clothes that suddenly disappeared from my grip disrupted my train of thoughts. “Your adopted clumsiness is showing, Ayla" Lila and her group of mean girls stepped in front of me “Give me back the basket" forcing myself not to react Lila stepped closer, flipping her long blond hair over her shoulder. She was the daughter of the Gamma, adored and mated to the Alpha’s son of our pack and unfortunately, the pack's reigning queen of cruelty. While I was one of the many daughters of the Beta of the Alpha to our pack. “You mean the basket?" She smiled wickedly as she overturned the clothes in it, scattering them across the floor. I press my lips together to pull myself together. "Aren't you excited for tomorrow, little orphan?” She asked, her smile was vicious as she crossed glances with the girls by her side "your big shift? Or will you embarrass the beta family when nothing happens” They all giggled. My jaw tightened, I was indeed adopted but she loved using the wrong word because she knew it cut deeper. “Tomorrow has to come before you make assumptions" I reached for the empty basket in their grip but they only snatched it further away from my reach. “Why? You don't think you will actually shift.. Do you?” Lila asked “Ayla doesn't know the moon goddess doesn't waste her powers on weak blood” one of the girls said as they all laughed "That too an adopted weak blood" Lila added “Then the pack will finally know where she belongs," another of the girls beside her scoffed. "I belong where the Beta says I do” I said quietly, as I crouched to gather together the clothes that fell. Lila nudged my shoulder with her foot, knocking off what I had gathered out of my hands again. "Beta Rowan only took you in out of pity” she hissed "Don't get any hopeful ideas" I didn't look up. If I did, they'd see the sting in my eyes and I didn't want to give them that satisfaction. As they tried to force me up. “Leave her alone Lila,” someone said from the other end of the corridor “else I'll tell the Beta" further threatened Lila scoffed. "Should have known the maid's daughter will come to save you" she flung the basket at me "stupid orphan" With that they all walked away, their laughter echoing down the corridor. Juno was one of the maids' daughters who found her mate two years ago. She was nice to me and surprisingly one of the few who could stand against the mean girls. She walked towards me “Don't let their words get to you, Ayla," she said quietly. "Ignore her, she's just mad her wolf's probably a yappy chihuahua” she joked while helping me arrange the clothes into the basket and taking my hand, making sure I was on my feet before letting it go. I gave her a curt nod that I was okay. “Are you ready for tomorrow?” she asked “No" I was being honest “You scared?" Still peering into my eyes I shook my head “I'm terrified" “Of the shift?" I couldn't tell her that while I got picked on because of my shift, my father was more worried about me finding a mate, it was all he ever talked about. He reminded me everyday of how a she wolf needed a mate and that was what really determined where she belonged. “What if my wolf isn't good enough” I started to say "or what if I don't shift at all, what if Lila is right and I'm just adopted and not entitled to any of the moon goddess powers” She placed her arm on my shoulder to calm me, squeezing lightly "You are entitled to everything this pack has, you're the Beta's daughter” I sighed, again no one knew the part where I felt like I was an outcaste. “I just want to matter" my voice broke “You do" she encouraged, squeezing harder “to your father, to the moon goddess and tomorrow to the whole pack" The corner of my lips suddenly lifted in a stiff smile as she smiled back at me. Her words made me exhale. “Thank you" I say while she arched her brow at me “for being so nice to me" her smile only grew. "Go, you should prepare for tomorrow, no one shifts with a heavy heart" With that, I went back to my room and slumped on the bed, I felt like my whole life was balanced on the edge of a blade. But If I shifted properly then the whispers would finally stop, the doubts, my father's silent hatred and the comments about being the outcast daughter. If not, I wasn't sure what would happen to me, to what little respect I still held. I heard wolves howling from a distance, chilling air brushing against my skin through my window. My heart thudded like it was about to burst through my chest, then I recalled what Juno said about a heavy heart, I took deep breaths to calm myself. Hours from now, I would stand under the full moon and everything would change, for worse or better. My heart still thudded from thinking about it. I pressed my palm against my chest as I tried to steady my breathing. No matter how much fear coiled in my stomach or how loud Lila's cruel words echoed in my head.. A part of me still hoped that tomorrow, for once, I wouldn't be an outsider and the moon would claim me like it claimed everyone else. I closed my eyes. The countdown had begunAyla's POV The house had the same architecture structure as her house from before but the interior was completely different and the air around here? Completely strange as well. Ivy explained that they got the house after she was back from the pack the first time and it was the only house fully reeking with spells. They all sat on the couches opposite each other while Killian was resting in the room inside. Ayla sat with her kids by her side, they clung to her and she couldn't help but keep her guard up. She hated it, having to question the trust she had for the people she loved. My eyes darted from ivy to Clara twice before I cleared my throat. “My husband was shot so close to the heart…” I looked up at Clara. "It was as though whoever shot him wanted him to die.. and you say you know something about this?” I couldn't help but fail to keep my tone in check. "Hey, you're not gonna make this sound like it's her fault or she had anything to do with it…” ivy put in.My eyes darted
Ayla's POV “You needed to see the way Elia ate all her pancakes, if she was at home she wouldn't….I was interrupted by a loud ringing echoing in my ear drum. The bang was deafening and as soon as my hand flew to my ear, my knees went weak immediately. I fell to the floor on my knees. Groaning till the pain reduced and I rose up immediately, perhaps Iris had conducted a spell but then there was Killian laying on the floor, moving slowly with blood pooling around his chest side and smearing to the ground. My hand gripped the edge of the counter as I pushed myself up. “Killian?" I looked around and turned back to him as I heard him choke. I moved my feet towards him and the sharp smell of zinc and something else that made all my food father up to my throat lingers in the air. Is this some sort of prank, if it was then my heart was already racing twice as fast, already wishing whatever was this should stop. I met Killian's eyes as he choked out blood and almost immediately I sc
Third person's POVAn advanced witch like Ivy couldn't just leave the kids without some sort of spell over them last night and because of that, she knew Clara wasn't day dreaming having overheard them talking, basically because she heard them as well.And today, she decided to get a lot of candy to get the truth out of them and make them tell who exactly the ghost grandmother is. Ayla was out with Killian in the kitchen while she directed the kids to sit on the bench in the garden. “Alright, I want you kids to guess why you're here." She crouched with a forced smile.She was bad with kids even worse when it came to making them like her. Both Elia and Aegon glanced at each other before turning back to her with the same blank expression. Ivy looked between both of them. " So what, none of you can guess?” Silence. She sighed as she rose up, handing over the candy she had been holding behind her for the past few minutes. " Here, take this as a start.” The twins turned to themselve
third person’s POVThe office was busier than usual and for Clara it was more than normal. As she walked past the lingering paparazzis and through the front door, she waved a hand to almost everyone that greeted her. Her secretary followed right behind her. “Any important schedule for the day?" Clara asked. “No ma'am, just files that need your signature, the meeting with vanity fabrics was cancelled last minute, it seemed as though they ran into some problem." “Mhm. Less work load for me then." She smirked as she got into the elevator and reached her floor. "If it's something important, press down the intercom for me, if not… don't disturb.” She instructed. She got to her office and tossed her bag onto the couch by the side and slumped on it. Closing her eyes and relishing her life.Clara thought of places she could go with Ayla, even though she was a mom, it didn't mean she would be limited to fun stuff. Then the word rang in Clara's head. A mum. She wanted to be a mum. Sh
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Killian's pov I had shifted back to my human form. The warehouse fell silent as soon as I knocked down the witch. Nothing moved, not even Ayla. A few moments ago I couldn't get up or feel my bones but now, I felt different, like I have been reborn. I could feel power surge up my body, I fe
Ayla's pov I woke to the feeling cold concrete against my skin and the taste of blood in my mouth. My eyes opened slowly, breath tearing out of my lungs as pain lingered all around my body. I met the ceiling, it was high and broken, flickering light buzzed overhead casting long distorted shadows
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