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Facing It All

Author: SAPHIRA
last update publish date: 2026-03-26 00:36:39

Valtherion arrived exactly at seven, looking devastating in dark slacks, a charcoal button-down that brought out the blue in his eyes.

His expression when he saw me.

I'd borrowed a dress from Lyra, deep burgundy that hugged my curves, made every nerve ending come alive.

"You're beautiful," he said simply.

"You clean up pretty well yourself."

He drove us to a restaurant on the edge of the Warren, upscale enough to require reservations, not so fancy that I felt completely out of place.

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    “I woke to the press of Valtherion's palm against my stomach. His hand was splayed wide, covering the space below my navel with a gentleness that didn't match the size of it. His eyes were open. Ice blue in the grey pre dawn light, fixed on the place where his hand rested with an expression I'd never seen on him before. Soft. Terrified. Awed. "Still feels like a dream," he murmured. I covered his hand with mine. "It's real." "I know. I just..." He breathed. Slow, measured, the way he breathed before a fight. Steadying himself against something too big for steadiness. "There's a person in there. Half you and half me." "Mostly the size of a sesame seed, according to Tina." "A sesame seed." His thumb traced a slow arc across my skin. "Our sesame seed." I laughed. It came out watery. "That's not what we're calling the baby." "Temporary name." The corner of his mouth twitched. Not quite a smile, more like the ghost of one, already haunted by everything that could go w

  • The Rejected Luna: From Outcast to Moon Queen   The Night Everything Changed

    Three hundred wolves rose to their feet. The sound of it chairs scraping, fabric rustling, three hundred bodies standing in unison rolled through the grove like a wave. Whispers followed. I heard them distantly, filtered through the roaring of my own heartbeat. “Look at her…” “She’s breathtaking…” “The Supreme Alpha…” I barely registered them. Because I’d found Valtherion. He stood at the altar in black. Simple, immaculate, the suit cut to his shoulders like it had been made for this exact moment. His dark hair was pushed back from his face, and his ice-blue eyes were locked on me with an intensity that turned the rest of the grove transparent. Beside him, Zane, serving as best man in a concession to formality that the ancient mentor clearly found amusing, leaned over and murmured something. I found out later what he’d said. “Breathe, Alpha.” Valtherion didn’t breathe. He stared. His jaw worked. His eyes went red-rimmed and wet, and he didn’t blink, d

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  • The Rejected Luna: From Outcast to Moon Queen   The Secret Between Wars

    "Lia?" Tina's voice. Careful. "Are you okay?" I nodded. Couldn't speak. "You need to tell Valtherion," she said. Reality crashed back in. Valtherion. In the next room. Sleeping off the wound he'd taken for me. The wound he'd received because he'd thrown himself between me and a centuries old monster, because protecting me was more important than his own survival, because that was who he was down to the marrow. And now there was this. "Not yet," I said. Tina's brow furrowed. "He deserves to know." "He's still recovering." "He's almost healed. By tonight..." "And then what?" I looked at her. "He finds out I'm pregnant. In the middle of a war. With Malachar coming back, stronger, prepared. What do you think happens?" Tina was quiet. "He'll lock me in a tower," I said. "He'll wrap me in cotton and post guards and refuse to let me within a mile of the fight. And I can't..." My voice cracked. "Tina, I'm Supreme Alpha. Eight hundred wolves are looking to m

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    The cage door slammed shut behind me, the roar of the crowd swallowed everything. I flexed my fingers. Rolled my shoulders. The black combat suit was tight across my chest, a second skin built for movement, not comfort. The half-mask sat flush against my face. Smooth. Featureless below the ey

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    He stood, his movement drawing every eye in the arena. He was tall, easily six-three, with broad shoulders, the kind of athletic build that came from real combat, not just gym training. Dark hair, sharp features, those eyes. Those impossibly blue eyes that seemed to see straight through every de

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    I woke the next morning as a wolf. Panic seized me immediately. I tried to speak, to call for Zane. Only a low whine emerged from my throat. My body felt wrong. Too large, too powerful, covered in silver fur that caught the morning sunlight streaming through the window. Calm down, I told myself

  • The Rejected Luna: From Outcast to Moon Queen   Two Bloodlines

    "You said Moon Blessed blood," I said, focusing on the details to keep the rage at bay. "Not pure Moon Blessed. What does that mean?" "Sharp." Zane's approval was evident. "It means you're not purely of that bloodline." "If you were, the awakening would have been more... catastrophic." He gest

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