LOGINShare
CHAPTER 1
Last Updated:
2025-02-06 20:08:39The Alpha’s Betrayal
The Bloodmoon Pack’s ceremonial gathering was supposed to be the happiest night of Lyra Everwood’s life.
The grand hall, built from dark oak and ancient stone, was alive with energy. Golden chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, their flickering flames casting warm light over the crowd. The scent of roasted meat and sweet honeywine filled the air as pack members whispered and laughed, their excitement crackling like an electric current.
Tonight was the Mating Ceremony—a sacred event where the Moon Goddess revealed fated mates. It was the night dreams came true, where wolves found their other halves, their soul bonds.
For years, Lyra had imagined this moment. She wasn’t an Alpha’s daughter, nor a warrior, but she had hoped. She had prayed that she would find the one who would love her unconditionally.
And then—she felt it.
A shiver raced down her spine. A heat curled in her stomach, spreading like wildfire through her veins.
Her wolf stirred.
Her head snapped up, and her breath caught in her throat.
The scent hit her like a tidal wave.
It was intoxicating—rich, earthy, laced with dominance and power. A scent that sent a pulse of recognition through her very soul.
Her mate.
Her gaze locked onto the towering figure near the entrance of the hall.
Alpha Damien Blackwood.
The most powerful Alpha in the region.
His dark eyes widened slightly as their bond flared to life between them. She saw the golden flecks in his irises shimmer for a brief moment before his expression hardened.
He could feel it, too.
The room fell into silence as the energy shifted. Every wolf in the hall sensed the mate bond snapping into place.
The murmurs began.
"The Alpha found his mate…"
"Wait—look at her wrist!" "No… it can’t be!"Confused, Lyra followed their stares and glanced down at her own wrist.
The silver insignia.
A strange marking she had been born with. A birthmark unlike any other—a swirling silver design, almost glowing under the candlelight.
Her mother had always told her it was nothing. But now…
Now, the room was filled with fear.
"She bears the mark!" someone whispered, their voice trembling.
"The cursed one!" another spat. "Her blood will bring ruin to us all!"Lyra’s heart pounded. What were they saying?
She turned back to Damien, searching for reassurance, for anything that could explain this.
But his face was unreadable.
Then Serena, his Beta and closest advisor, leaned in and whispered something in his ear.
Damien’s jaw clenched. His hands balled into fists at his sides.
And then, his voice rang clear and cold through the hall.
"I, Alpha Damien Blackwood, reject you as my mate."
Lyra’s world shattered.
A physical pain tore through her chest, white-hot and unbearable. The mate bond cracked like fragile glass, splitting apart, leaving her breathless.
She gasped, stumbling backward, her vision blurring.
No. No, this wasn’t happening.
Damien took a slow step forward, towering over her, his presence suffocating.
"You are hereby exiled from the Bloodmoon Pack."
A stunned silence followed.
Then came chaos.
Before she could react, strong hands grabbed her arms. The pack’s guards. Their grips like iron, their faces void of sympathy.
"No—please!" she cried, struggling against them. "Damien, please!"
Her voice broke on his name.
But he didn’t even look at her.
Not once.
Tears blurred her vision as the guards dragged her toward the packhouse doors. She twisted, fought, but it was pointless.
The last thing she saw before the doors slammed shut behind her—
Was the pack celebrating.
As if her existence had never mattered at all.
Latest chapter
The Cursed Luna's Return Chapter 235
The Weight of What She IsThe night pressed heavily against the edges of the Silvercrest Pack. A thick silence filled the air, as if the world was holding its breath.Aria stood alone on the balcony outside her chambers. Her bare feet touched the cold stone, and she pulled her cloak tightly around her shoulders. The moon hung low in the sky, swollen and glowing brightly. Its pale light washed over her skin, and the faint silver glow beneath her flesh stirred.She felt it again.That pull.That quiet hum beneath her ribs was ancient, patient, and powerful.The Moon’s Light was no longer asleep.And neither was she.Behind her, the door creaked softly.Aria didn’t turn. She already knew who it was.“You shouldn’t be alone,” Rowan said quietly.She exhaled slowly. “If I don’t learn to be alone with this, I won’t survive it.”Rowan stepped closer, stopping just behind her. He didn’t touch her. He didn’t try to cage her fear or soften it with empty comfort. He had learned better than that.
The Cursed Luna's Return Chapter 234
When the Moon Answers BackThe night felt wrong.Not quiet—watchful.Aria stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking Silvercrest territory. The cold wind tugged at her cloak as moonlight spilled across the land below. The pack slept beneath her, unaware that their world was changing; it was tilting toward something dangerous and inevitable.Her chest ached.Not from fear.From awareness. Since the ruins, since Selene and Elder Morian, the moon no longer felt distant. It pulsed in her blood. It whispered in her bones. Sometimes, when she closed her eyes, she could sense it turning—slow, ancient, patient.Waiting.Rowan approached quietly, though his presence was impossible to miss. Power followed him like a shadow, steady and fierce. He stopped beside her, his shoulder brushing hers in silent reassurance.“You haven’t slept,” he said.Aria didn’t deny it. “Every time I close my eyes, I hear them.”Rowan frowned. “Hear who?”“The Lunas,” she whispered. “The ones who came before me.”Sh
The Cursed Luna's Return Chapter 233
The Weight of KnowingNight fell heavily over Silvercrest.The storm that had trailed Aria and Rowan from the ruins finally broke, leaving the sky bruised and restless, clouds drifting like unsettled spirits across the moon. The pack moved quietly, unease clinging to every step as they brought their Luna back through the gates.Whispers followed her.Not of fear, but of awe.They sensed the change.Aria felt it, too.The Moon’s Light pulsed beneath her skin, subtle yet constant, like a second heartbeat. Every sound was sharper. Every emotion was stronger. The bond between her and the pack hummed, deeper and wider than before, as if invisible threads connected her to every soul in the territory.She disliked how exposed it made her feel.Rowan stayed close, his presence steady and grounding. He didn’t speak as they climbed the steps to the Alpha’s hall, but his hand brushed hers multiple times, a silent reminder that she wasn’t facing this alone.Inside, the doors closed with a hollow
The Cursed Luna's Return Chapter 232
When the Moon Chooses Its SideThe night wrapped itself tightly around the pack borders, thick and watchful, as if the very forest were holding its breath.Aria stood at the edge of the high ridge, gazing out over Silvercrest territory, the wind playfully tugging at her hair and cloak. The moon hung low and bright, spilling pale silver light across the land she had vowed to protect. For the first time since Selene’s revelation, the pull within her felt different.It was steady.Focused.Choosing.Behind her, Rowan approached quietly, though she sensed him long before he spoke. She always did now. His presence was like an anchor, calming the storm that raged beneath her skin.“You haven’t slept,” he said softly.Aria offered a faint smile. “Neither have you.”Rowan didn’t argue. His gaze followed hers across the valley, where distant torchlights marked patrol routes that had doubled since Elder Morian’s visit.“The council will act soon,” he said. “Morian wouldn’t have shown himself un
The Cursed Luna's Return Chapter 231
The Weight of KnowingThe council chamber smelled of old stone and buried secrets.Aria sensed it as soon as she entered.The walls towered high and cold, marked with ancient carvings of moons and wolves in eternal watch. Torches burned along the sides, their flames flickering strangely, as if even fire feared what was about to be said.Rowan walked beside her, steady and grounding, but she could feel the tension beneath his skin. His hand brushed against hers for a moment, a silent reminder that she wasn’t facing this alone.But this was bigger than both of them.At the far end of the chamber, the High Council seats stood elevated, seven stone thrones carved from moonrock, each with the sigil of authority that had governed werewolf packs for centuries.Only three were filled.And one of them made Aria’s blood turn cold.Elder Morian sat at the center, relaxed, fingers steepled as if he had all the time in the world. His pale eyes locked onto Aria the instant she entered—sharp, knowin
The Cursed Luna's Return Chapter 230
The Council’s First MoveThe night after Elder Morian vanished felt wrong. Not quiet. Not peaceful. Wrong. Aria stood on the balcony of the Alpha wing, arms wrapped tightly around herself as the cold wind swept through the stone corridors. The moon hung low in the sky, its silver light spilling across the courtyard below. Instead of comfort, it stirred unease deep in her chest. Since the ruins. Since Selene. Since the truth. She hadn’t slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw her mother again, standing tall beneath the moon, power blazing through her veins, and then falling, betrayed by those sworn to protect their kind. The High Council. Her fingers curled into fists. They had killed her mother. And now they were watching her. “Still awake?” Rowan’s voice came softly from behind her. She didn’t turn immediately. She felt him approach before he spoke. His presence was steady, grounding, familiar. When his arms wrapped around her from behind, pulling her gently ag
You may also like
Her Forbidden Alpha
Moonlight Muse997.4K viewsAlpha Kai
J. Tarr503.9K viewsForever in the Past and Forever in the Future
Neener Beener3.5M viewsMy Professor Is My Alpha Mate
Caroline Above Story698.8K viewsThe Alpha’s Betrayed Mate
Michael Moore1.4K viewsMy Alpha, My Ruin
Safira Dawn149 viewsTHE ALPHA’S GHOST
Kemzie112 viewsThe Contract Bride of the Lycan King
JENNIFER REGINALD 228 views
