LOGINShe spent three agonizing years as the Luna of the Blackthorn Pack, loving her cold Alpha husband from the shadows while enduring his distant indifference. When she finally receives a miracle a secret pregnancy she prayed three years for she hurries to tell him, only to find his long-lost, presumed-dead first love standing in her place. He cold-heartedly strips her of her title in front of the entire pack, declaring he never loved her. Before she can reveal her secret, his returned lover frames her for a murderous plot using toxic wolfsbane. Branded a traitor and cast out into the wilderness while carrying the Alpha's hidden heir, she vanishes into the night. Years later, when the truth comes to light and the Alpha realizes the horrifying mistakes he made, he drops to his knees begging for forgiveness. But the broken Luna he discarded is gone and she is coming back to burn his world to the ground.
View MoreSilence settled over the forest again. The stranger slowly turned around, his gaze locking onto mine. For a few heavy seconds, neither of us spoke.Then his eyes drifted down to the bloody wound on my collarbone, and his expression hardened. "Who did that to you?"I instinctively covered the injury. "No one."He raised an eyebrow. "That's fresh blood.""I know.""You're injured.""I'm aware."His gaze dropped to my bare, mud-caked feet. "You're missing a shoe. You're going to die out here."There was no sympathy in his voice—just cold, hard fact.My jaw tightened. "I've survived worse."Something unreadable flickered in his eyes. "Have you?"I didn't answer.When he took a step toward me, I immediately raised a trembling hand. "Don't."He stopped instantly. "I won't hurt you."I let out a breathless, bitter chuckle. "That's what everyone says.""Everyone?" he echoed, his eyes narrowing slightly.I looked away, refusing to speak Kael's name. The stranger crouched down
Chapter Six: The Rain and the RogueI had no memory of how long I walked.Maybe minutes. Maybe hours.After the iron gates of the Bloodmoon Pack slammed shut behind me, time seemed to lose all meaning. I only remembered the rain. It fell relentlessly, soaking through my ruined gown until the delicate white silk clung to my skin like a cold shroud. Mud splashed up my legs with every agonizing step, and the raw wound on my collarbone burned beneath the frigid water.But none of it mattered. I kept walking. Because turning back meant facing the truth: there was nothing behind me anymore.No home. No husband. No title. No pack.Nothing.My fingers tightened around the heavy cloak I had somehow managed to keep hold of—the only thing they had allowed me to leave with.No, that wasn't entirely true. I still had one thing.My hand drifted slowly to my stomach.My baby.A sob caught in my throat. I stumbled to a halt beneath the crooked branches of an enormous oak tree and leaned he
The crowd’s roar was no longer just anger; it was a rhythmic, pulsing demand for blood.“Traitor!”“Banish her!”“Execute the poisoner!”The chants bounced off the ancient stone walls of the courtyard, vibrating directly into my chest. I couldn't breathe. My hand remained frozen over my stomach, shielding the tiny, secret life growing inside me from the violent waves of hatred washing over the dais. A life Kael would never know about. A child who was being condemned before its heart had even fully formed.Kael turned back to face the assembly, his arms still supporting Seraphina. He looked every bit the dark god of judgment—impenetrable, cruel, and absolute."Silence!"His command crashed over the courtyard with the force of a sonic boom. The pack fell instant, terrified silent. Even the wind seemed to hold its breath.He looked at me, his eyes dead and unreadable. "Lyra of the Crescent Pack. By order of the Alpha, you are stripped of your rank, your title, and your mark."A
Seraphina's smile widened, sharp and glittering like broken glass."My Alpha," she purred softly, resting a delicate, pale hand against Kael's forearm. "Perhaps... we should hear what she has to say. We wouldn't want anyone thinking we were unfair."Her sweet, magnanimous tone fooled everyone. To the pack, she looked like a saint. To me, she looked like a predator playing with its food.Kael looked down at me, his features hard as granite. "You have one minute."One minute.Three years of fidelity, three years of sleepless nights managing his territory, three years of unconditional love... reduced to sixty seconds on a executioner's block.I took a shaky breath, my fingers instinctively curling over my lower abdomen. "I..."The word died in my throat. This wasn't how I had dreamed of telling him. I had imagined a quiet morning in our chambers. I had imagined the rare, beautiful sight of his stoic face breaking into a smile. I had imagined placing his large, scarred hand over m






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