LOGINSeven years I’ve worn the title of Luna for Alpha Darius Thorn, chained to him by a forbidden ritual that poisoned my wolf and left me barren, broken, and whispering “useless” in every shadow. The healer’s words were ice: my wolf is dying. Reject him or mark him within a year, or I die with her. Darius refused both. So did the rest of the world. When I caught the laugh from his chambers, his mistress, heavy with the child I could never give..he sealed my fate. I looked him in the eye and spoke the words that shattered everything: “I reject you.” The bond ripped apart. Pain, then silence. And in that silence, something ancient in my blood finally stirred awake . Now the Alpha who once dismissed me feels only emptiness. And from the shadows of a buried massacre, a vengeful Lycan commander steps forward, drawn by the same spark in my veins, demanding blood for debts long owed. I was supposed to fade quietly. Instead, I’m rising. And no one is ready for what happens next.
View MoreKaelira’s POVThe northern wind whipped against my face, carrying the scent of frost and iron, and I realized I hadn’t drawn a full breath in minutes. My hands were clenched so tightly around the edges of my cloak that the seams groaned. Yet I didn’t stop walking. Not for Darius, not for the guards, not even for the fear clawing at the edges of my mind.Serenya followed a half-step behind me, eyes darting to the walls, to the watchtowers, and finally settling on me. “Kaelira… you should wait. At least have reinforcements.”I shook my head, forcing my legs to carry me forward despite the ache in my ribs from the bond’s violent rupture. “No,” I said firmly. “I don’t wait for anyone. Not for him. Not for… anyone who doubts me.”Maelin moved along my other side, her eyes scanning the horizon and the approaching gate. Her face was calm, but I knew that behind it, her mind was calculating every possible threat.“We’re close,” she murmured. “The Lycan isn’t far. Guards report he hasn’t har
Kaelira POVThe moment I decided to reject him, the air in my chambers felt thinner.Healer Mira stood near the doorway, her fingers wrapped tightly around a steaming cup she hadn’t touched. She looked older tonight. Not in years but in worry.“You shouldn’t have come here openly,” I said quietly.Her gaze lifted to mine. “I came because you are running out of time.”I didn’t flinch.“Time for what?”“For your wolf.”The words didn’t strike like thunder. They sank like poison.“She’s not dead,” I said.“No.” Mira stepped closer. “She is restrained.”My jaw tightened.“By what?”She hesitated.“The bond between you and the Alpha is not natural.”I stared at her.“You confirmed our mating ceremony yourself.”“I confirmed the symptoms.” Her voice lowered. “Not the origin.”My pulse thudded painfully in my throat.“The ritual used to bind you was old. Forbidden for a reason. It forces compatibility where fate has not marked it. It suppresses rejection.”My fingers curled into the fabric o
Darius POVI stood behind my desk long after the door closed, staring at the grain of the wood as if it could rearrange itself into sense.My wolf shifted restlessly beneath my skin.Not anger, dominance but Disquiet.I pressed a hand against my chest. There should have been something there.A thread. A pull. Even faint irritation.Instead…cold.A hollow stretch of nothing that made my jaw tighten.“She’s dramatic,” I muttered under my breath.My wolf did not agree.The bond hadn’t snapped. It still lingered..thin, strained but it felt… unstable. Like a bridge built over rot.Father’s voice rose uninvited from memory.Do not awaken what must remain dormant.I was younger then. I am eager to prove myself. Obedient.He never explained what he meant.He didn’t need to.The ritual night flashed through my mind, candles. Blood. Cedric Vale’s rigid expression across the altar. Words spoken in a language older than pack law.Kaelira had trembled when the tether sealed.Not from joy.From res
Kaelira POVThe corridor felt longer than it ever had.Each step echoed too loudly against the marble floors, as if the walls themselves wanted to announce my humiliation.Luna.Barren Luna.Weak Luna.The words weren’t spoken outright, but I heard them anyway. The guards straightened without bowing. On the way, two maids paused mid-whisper as I passed, a also warrior quickly looked down when our eyes met.I kept my spine straight.If they wanted to see a fracture, they would have to carve it out of me.The doors to Darius’s office had barely shut behind me when the air shifted. My lungs burned as if I’d run miles instead of standing perfectly still while my husband discussed “alternatives” to secure an heir.Alternatives.My fingers curled into my palms until crescent marks dug into my skin.He hadn’t raised his voice.He hadn’t needed to.“You know what the pack requires,” he had said, not looking at me, gaze fixed on reports scattered across his desk. “Stability.”Stability had a n
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