She was born to be forgotten. Until fate made her unforgettable… On the night of her Wolf Awakening, sixteen-year-old Nyra Black's world shatters. Rejected by her fated mate—Alpha Jackson Lycan—in front of the entire pack and branded weak and unworthy, Nyra flees, heartbroken and humiliated. But fate has far more in store. Abducted by an outsider’s pack of warrior wolves, Nyra uncovers a chilling truth: she’s not just an ordinary omega. She’s the last Guardian of the Lunarborn—an ancient bloodline with the power to reshape the werewolf world. And someone in her pack has been hiding that truth, suppressing her powers… even willing to kill to keep her weak. As Nyra secretly trains and unlocks her true strength, two men stand at the center of her destiny—one who broke her heart, and one who may be hiding a deeper betrayal. But the greatest threat is still to come… An ancient enemy has returned. A war is coming. And the key to survival is the girl no one believed in. Will she rise and reclaim her birthright—or fall to a fate written in blood?
Lihat lebih banyak“What the hell?”For a split second, I thought I was being kidnapped again. But this time, I wasn’t going down without a fight.I grabbed the intruder’s wrist, twisting it behind his back and slamming him into the wall.He didn’t flinch. Just stood there with one of my photo frames in his hand, head tilted like he was admiring it, completely unfazed by the fact that I was ready to break his arm.“Ivan?” I hissed, breath short, heart racing. “What the hell are you doing here? And how did you even get in?”“First take your hands off me,” he said coolly, voice low. “Then we’ll talk.”He glanced over his shoulder, eyes glinting with amusement. “Window,” he added, like it was the most obvious answer in the world. “How else? I’ve been waiting.”“Waiting?” I echoed, narrowing my eyes. “In my room?”He gave a lazy shrug. “An hour, maybe. You take forever to fall asleep.”My jaw dropped. “Well, yeah—because I wasn’t planning on sleeping with you lurking around like a damn stalker!”Ivan smirke
Chapter 8Jackson’s POVOh my goddess… did I just call her my mate?There was a moment of silence, but I had to say something—anything—to hide how much I cared. I can't let her know I care too much. I said a lot of things to her… I didn’t even realize when she left.I stood outside, trying to hear what they were saying inside, but the wolf in me wouldn’t let me.“Jay Jay, please stop. Let me focus,” I muttered, trying to calm him.“She is mine, and I want her now. You keep pushing her away—it makes us sad,” he growled.“Jay Jay, we can’t, okay? We have to push her away to keep her safe.”“She’s safe with us. Please… let us hold her again. I want her close—now.”The more he talked, the more restless he became. But I was in control, not him. I decide what I want—not him.I couldn’t hear anything inside, so I gave up and went back home to relax and continue my daily work. At least she’s safe now. That’s all that matters.For days, I tried talking to Nyra, since Jay Jay wouldn’t leave
They were glowing. Letting my wolf take over must have made them glow. I began to pant, my heart pounding so hard it echoed in my ears. I wanted to hit Bethany again—harder—but before I could move, Naria grabbed my hand and rushed me toward the school toilets. Inside, I stumbled to the mirror. My eyes stared back at me, still glowing... but what scared me even more was the color. Silver. Bright, unfamiliar, almost alive. "Okay, Nyra, you have to control yourself. Take a deep breath, okay?" Naria’s voice broke through the buzzing in my head. I tried. I sucked in a shaky breath, but it didn’t help. I kept panting, my chest tightening, my hands curling into fists at my sides. Fear clawed up my throat, mixing with the burning anger I couldn't seem to swallow. "Naria... I can't," I gasped, my voice trembling. "Think of something good," she said quickly, her hands gripping my shoulders. "Like a good memory. Focus on those, Nyra." I squeezed my eyes shut, desperate to find som
Nyra's Pov“Thank the Goddess you are back, my mate.”Did I hear that correctly? Did he just call me his mate… and hug me?What is happening?The Alpha who rejected me, who called me weak, is hugging me.The moment I heard the word mate from inside, something stirred deep within me. I wanted to embrace him too… but his words from that night still echo in my ears.For a second, I felt his warmth.And then, he pulled away.“Where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried your mom and brother were?”That soft tone he greeted me with? Gone.Now he was using the same harsh voice from that night.“Nyra, what were you thinking? You know Oakland is not safe. You can’t be roaming around as you like when you don’t even have the abilities to protect yourself.”He just won’t shut up.Why does he keep reminding me of that night?Why him, of all people, as my mate?I’m glad he rejected me.I can feel the wolf inside me now.When the next full moon comes, I’m going to show him exactly what he
Jackson's POVEver since my father, the Alpha, was killed in an ambush planned by outsiders, the title of Alpha was passed down to me. I was only sixteen. I had always thought I’d have more time—more time to be just the Alpha’s son before stepping into the full weight of leadership. But fate didn’t wait.My best friend Aran and I had been under strict watch since then, always surrounded by tight security. Curfews were enforced by 9 p.m., training was constant, and we were always preparing ourselves and our warriors for whatever threat might come next. Being Alpha and Beta wasn’t just about leading—it was about surviving. And survival meant being strong. We both understood that a weak leader would only bring fear and chaos. Outsiders would sense that weakness and attack.I prayed my mate would be strong. I hoped for someone who wouldn’t need protecting, someone who could stand beside me in battle, not hide behind me. I needed a Luna who could fight for our people, not someone who’d add
Lunaborn… what?I had no clue or whatsoever he was talking about. I didn’t even notice when I sat down at the dining table. The only reason I stayed—why I didn’t bolt out that door—was because of what he said next.He knew why I couldn’t meet my wolf.Why I couldn’t shift last night.Why Alpha Jackson called me weak.I didn’t care about any of that “last of her kind” or “Lunaborn princess” nonsense. None of that mattered. All I wanted—needed—was to understand why I hadn’t connected with my wolf.“According to our sources, something—or someone—in Oakland is blocking your connection,” the dark-blond guy said, the one acting like he was in charge. But now, for the first time, he looked unsure. Like he didn’t know what to say next. “It could be a spell… or a potion. Something unnatural.”“Yeah, okay, you said that before,” I snapped, cutting him off. “That’s why I’m asking—how do I fix it? How do I meet my wolf okay?”I didn’t want to hear another speech. I didn’t care about prophecies or
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