MasukShe was born a warrior, yet destiny forced a crown upon her head. Aria buried her dreams beneath duty children, responsibility, and a marriage that slowly unraveled after she was betrothed at a young age to Kael, the pack’s heir and future Alpha. But nothing could have prepared her for the night she caught her mate kissing her maid. Aria may be an Omega, but she carries secrets far darker than anyone could ever imagine.
Lihat lebih banyakMira's POVWait.Something was wrong.I pulled my horse to a stop, the pendant from my uncle heavy against my chest."Mira?" Damon rode up beside me. "What is it?""I don't know. Something feels..." I looked back toward Evergreen, toward where Killian stood watching. "Off.""Cold feet about the expedition?""No. It's not that." I touched my abdomen unconsciously. "It's like... a warning. A premonition."Damon's expression turned serious. Lycans learned early not to ignore instincts."You want to turn back?"I was about to say yes when a howl split the air.Not a greeting. Not a call.A warning.An attack."EVERGREEN!" I wheeled my horse around. "Something's attacking Evergreen!"We raced back toward the pack house, and what I saw made my blood turn to ice.The ground was splitting open. Cracks spreading like spider webs across the territory. And from those
Three Months LaterMira's POVI woke to sunlight streaming through the windows of my chambers the Luna's chambers, properly mine now after Kael's official abdication.The pack house had been rebuilt, stronger than before. The fields were green with new growth. Wolves who'd fled during the conquest were returning home, bringing hope with them.Evergreen was healing.So was I.Mostly.I rolled over, expecting to find the bed empty Killian had returned to Redmoon two weeks ago to handle some crisis with the council but instead found a familiar figure sitting in the chair by the window."You're back early," I said, unable to hide my smile."Missed you too much to stay away." Killian crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. "Besides, I have news. Good news, for once.""I could use some good news.""The council has officially voted to establish the Alliance of Free Packs.
Mira's POVThe aftermath of battle was always worse than the fighting itself.Bodies needed to be identified, honored, buried. Wounded needed healing. Prisoners needed judgment. And a pack needed to be reassured that the nightmare was over.I stood in the courtyard as healers moved among the injured, trying to focus on the tasks at hand instead of the exhaustion threatening to drag me under.Ramona sat nearby, her arm in a sling, watching me with concerned eyes."You should rest," she said for the third time."I will. After ""After what? After you've personally tended every wound? Resolved every dispute? Rebuilt the entire pack single-handedly?" She struggled to her feet. "You're not a machine, Mira. You're allowed to be tired.""I'm allowed to be Luna. Which means ""Which means delegating. Trusting others. Not carrying every burden alone." She touched my arm. "Let Kael handle the prisoner interrogatio
Mira's POVThe hours crawled by in the darkness.I worked the chains methodically, testing every link, every weak point. The silver burned my skin, but I'd felt worse. Pain was just information. Fear was just another obstacle.And I'd overcome both before."You're wasting your strength," Ramona whispered. "Those chains are solid. Silver-reinforced. Even if you could break them ""I can't break them. But I can dislocate my thumb, slip my hand through, and relocate it." I'd done it before during training, though my father had punished me severely for the risk. "It'll hurt. But I'll be free.""And then what? Fight through thirty soldiers with your bare hands?""If I have to.""Mira ""I'm not dying in chains, Ramona. Not on my knees. Not giving Aria the satisfaction." I met her eyes in the dim torchlight. "I've lost everything else. My son. My parents. My pack. My mate. I'm not losing my dignity too."
Killian's POVI paced the war room, maps spread across the table, my mind racing through possibilities and discarding each one.Kill the Ancient One. Simple words. Impossible task."Tell me again why we think this can work," I muttered.Mira sat in the corner, Ramona beside her, both of them lookin
Mira's POVThe stairs descended forever.Down, down, down into the earth, spiraling deeper with each step. The air grew thick and heavy, pressing against my lungs like a physical weight. The torches along the walls burned with an unnatural green flame that cast sickly shadows on the ancient stone.
Mira's POVI didn't know why I was telling him everything.Maybe because I was going to die anyway. Maybe because I was tired of lying. Maybe because some small, foolish part of me wanted him to understand.Or maybe I just needed someone to hear it. The whole truth. Before the end."I was seventeen
Mira's POVThe dungeons of Redmoon Pack were everything nightmares were made of.Dark. Cold. Filled with the stench of blood and despair.I descended the stone steps with the stolen sword gripped tightly in my hand, every sense on high alert. Torches flickered along the walls, casting shadows that












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