Imagine being born into a world where your voice is silenced and your worth is measured by your usefulness. Davina, a young omega, knows this reality all too well. But when she meets Malcolm, the Alpha's son, her life is forever changed. As they fall deeper in love, they're forced to navigate the messy world of pack drama, old-school traditions, and family secrets that can make or break their relationship. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the obstacles in their path, or will the pack's expectations tear them apart?
View MoreThe Moon's Judgment Davina's POV The temperature dropped so fast my breath fogged in the air. Every hair on my body stood upright as an unnatural wind howled through the dungeon, extinguishing half the torches in one breath. The remaining flames burned blue, casting eerie shadows that danced like spirits across the stone walls. Max's hand flew to his sword. Eric shoved me behind him, his claws unsheathing with a sickening snick. Then the screaming started. Council guards dropped their weapons, clutching their heads as their eyes rolled back. One collapsed to his knees, frothing at the mouth. Another began carving bloody runes into his own forearm with frantic fingers. Eleanor backed against the wall, her perfect face twisted in terror. "What's happening, " The ground trembled. A crack split the stone floor, snaking between our feet like a living thing. From its depths rose a mist that smelled of crushed juniper and fresh blood. Then She appeared. The moon goddess stoo
Chains of the Moon Davina's POV Iron. That bitter, metallic taste flooded my mouth first the telltale sign of silver poisoning. My tongue felt swollen, my gums tender where I must have bitten them during the convulsions. The air reeked of damp stone and the sharp tang of wolfsbane, so potent it burned my nostrils with every ragged breath. I groaned as consciousness returned, the sound echoing off the cold dungeon walls. Something hard and unyielding pressed against my cheek roughhewn stone, icy against my fevErich skin. My arms were wrenched behind me, the position making my shoulders scream in protest. When I tried to move, chains rattled like mocking laughter. Silverlined iron cuffs bit into my wrists, the metal searing my flesh where I'd struggled against them. The stench of my own burned skin turned my stomach. I could feel crusted blood on my arms, tacky where it had dried and fresh where my movements reopened wounds. "Finally decided to join us, monster?" The voic
The Wolf Beneath My Skin Davina’s POV My muscles screamed as I forced myself into another pushup, sweat dripping onto the packed dirt beneath me. The sun had barely risen, painting the training grounds in pale gold, but I’d been here for hours. Every breath burned. Every movement felt like dragging stones tied to my bones. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Eric leaned against the wooden post nearby, arms crossed, watching me with those sharp gray eyes. He hadn’t said a word since he found me here at dawn. Just stared. Like he was waiting for me to break. Joke’s on him. I’d been broken before. This? This was nothing. “You’re favoring your left side,” he finally said, voice rough. I gritted my teeth and adjusted my weight, ignoring the twinge in my ribs. “Better?” He smirked. “Now you’re just being stubborn.” I collapsed onto my elbows, gasping. “You’re the one who said ‘pain is just weakness leaving the body.’” “And you’re the one taking it literally.” He pushed off t
Alpha Eris’s POVI saw the look Eleanor gave Davina from across the field. It made my blood boil. But I didn't let Davina know that I saw it.I knew it wasn’t just anger, it was pure, unfiltered hatred.I clenched my fists at my sides, struggling to keep my face neutral for Davina’s sake. She didn’t deserve this. I don't even know how to handle it.And the worst part? It was my fault.If I hadn’t hesitated for so long… If I hadn’t kept Davina at arm’s length, trying to “protect” her from the pack’s politics…and then the moon goddess paired us up. Maybe we wouldn’t be standing here like this. Maybe she wouldn’t be a target.But now…it was too late to stay detached.Because somewhere between watching her fight through her injuries, and seeing her smile shyly when I handed her stupid little gifts, I realized the truth.I didn’t just care about Davina. I was already falling for her. And nothing…nothing was going to stop me from protecting her now. My mate.I turned back to her, forcing a
Davina’s POVI thought after the woods… after he saw me fall apart after begging him to stay away from me. I couldn't deal with Eleanor's hatred…..Alpha Eris would keep his distance.But I was wrong…So, so wrong.The very next morning, just as I woke up. there was a knock on my door. Who could this be? I wasn't prepared to see anyone or hear from anyone yet. But then, what do I do?I stumbled to open it, expecting a message or maybe someone from the kitchens needing help.Instead, I found a small box sitting neatly on the doorstep, wrapped in silver paper with a tiny note on top.For your hands…so you can keep fighting without breaking yourself. I smiled and shook my head. I opened it with trembling fingers.Inside was a set of soft leather gloves, reinforced at the knuckles. It was new, looked expensive, and perfect.I stared at them, swallowing hard. No name was written on the note, but I knew who it was from. He just wouldn't listen.And that was only the beginning.Later that day
Davina’s POVThe night was covered with mist when I went outside. I couldn't see well. “I hope I don't get attacked,” I muttered.My heart hammered against my ribs, every walk I took further from the packhouse felt like a rebellion. This was my stepping stone. Although I had been training, this time felt different. It was something I was going to do for myself while the other felt like something I was doing for Alpha.I didn’t even glance back. I couldn’t afford to be discouraged.If they saw me out here… if Eleanor saw me…No. I shoved the thought away.This was for me.I jogged through the trees, the damp earth was too soft under my boots. Branches scratched at my arms, but I barely felt it.My blood was boiling too hot for pain.Once I was deep enough that the lights of the packhouse were just too far away, I stopped. And took a deep breath.I began to look around. To be honest I was very scared. I hadn't been out here on my own let alone by this time of the night.“Moon goddess, p
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