LOGINDahlia was never meant to belong. The daughter of the ‘traitor’ Alpha, raised as an outsider in the Moonfyre Pack, found herself mated to Darren—Alpha, leader, and her cousin's arranged husband, who was the first to see her heart. But when betrayal strikes, and lies paint her as a killer, Dahlia is cast out, hunted, and abandoned. Alone, she discovers a truth that could shake the world: her bloodline holds the legacy of the Forgotten Wolves, and the child she carries is tied to the ancient power of Fenrir himself. With the enemies she once trusted plotting her downfall, Dahlia must rise, not just to survive, but to claim her destiny.
View MorePetra's POVI stood outside Dahlia's room, hand on the doorknob, listening for a sound or movement, but there was nothing.Either she was asleep or dead.Part of me hoped for death. The shameful, ugly part that lived in my chest like a tumor. The part that had been growing since Illara got sick and everything started falling apart.I turned the knob. The door opened with a soft creak that sounded too loud in the quiet hallway.The curtains were drawn, leaving everything dim and shadowed, but I could see her on the bed.She was curled on her side, one hand on her swollen stomach, the other clutched in the sheets. Her hair was matted, stuck to her forehead with sweat. Even in sleep, her face was tight with pain.She looked like hell.Good, the next thing was to send her to hell.I moved closer, footsteps silent on the carpet. I should have felt sorry for her, but I didn't because she was nothing but a weed that had to be removed.Dahlia's eyes opened, then sharpened when she saw me."Pe
Rayan's POVThree days since Dahlia's hand connected with my face, and my jaw still felt like it had been shattered and reassembled wrong. Every time I opened my mouth, something clicked and sent white-hot sparks shooting up into my skull.I stood in front of the bathroom mirror in Petra's suite, pressing a cold cloth against the bruise that had bloomed from my cheekbone down to my throat.The cloth was already warm from my skin. I dropped it into the sink with a wet slap and watched water drip down the porcelain.Dahlia had done this. Sweet, pregnant, supposedly helpless Dahlia had thrown me across the room like I weighed nothing.My fingers found the bruise, and the pain made my vision blur.Good.Pain meant I was still alive and I was still in the game.I turned from the mirror and walked into Petra's bedroom. She was sitting at her vanity, pulling a brush through her dark hair with sharp, angry strokes that made it crackle with static."You look like shit," she said without lookin
Hera's POVI couldn't sleep. There on the bed with my eyes fixated on the ceiling, I replayed the parking lot and the look on Darryn's face when he said that he would never love me."I'll never love you. I'll never want you."The words kept circling over and over like a knife twisting.Fuck it.It was five in the morning when I got up, threw on a robe, and walked down the hall to my mother's study.The door was cracked, light spilling out, and I could hear voices inside. "—not working fast enough." Luna Jane. "He's still obsessed with finding her.""Then we accelerate the timeline," a man's voice, which I knew as Dimitri, my mother's advisor and fuckmate, said.I pushed the door open, and they both looked up. "Hera," my mother's face smoothed. "You should be sleeping.""I can't sleep after—" I stopped to look at Dimitri. "What timeline?""The plan to help Darryn move on," my mother said smoothly. "From his... attachment.""You mean his wife.""His exiled wife, who abandoned him and ha
Darryn's POVThe plane touched down at 11 PM. I was out of my seat before the seatbelt sign turned off."Darryn, we haven't even stopped moving," Hera said from beside me.I didn't answer; I grabbed my bag from the overhead and pushed past the flight attendant's protests.Six weeks. Six fucking weeks of searching, and I finally had a lead. My phone buzzed the second we cleared the jet bridge.Got confirmation. A pregnant woman matching the description was spotted in the eastern territories. Border guards saw her three days ago. We're still trying to narrow down the exact location.My hands shook while reading it. "Darryn?" Hera caught up, slightly breathless. "What's wrong? Did something happen?""Nothing." I typed back: “Keep searching. I need an exact location.”Leonard: Working on it, boss, but there's something weird. The pack she's staying with—no one's heard of them; like, they don't exist on any registry.Me: “Hidden pack?”Leonard: “Maybe or something else. I'll dig deeper.”
Luna Jane's PovI had been standing outside that door for four minutes before I decided to walk through it.Not because I was uncertain—I was never uncertain; I had not had the luxury of uncertainty in twenty-three years of navigating this pack's politics—but because I believed in timing. In lettin
Dahlia's POVThe east supply room took three hours, and my feet took the worst of it. I'd gone through the boxes that were unusually full of things that maybe dated back to the Stone Age.I wanted to throw some of them out, but Petra told me not to, saying that these pieces were older than.What ru
Dahlia's Pov I woke up wanting noodles, spicy ones, the kind that made your eyes water and your nose run and made you keep eating anyway because the burn was part of the point.Then I craved seafood, shrimp, and a mountain of onions. Boiled eggs and fried eggs, both, because the baby had decided o
DAHLIA'S POVI dreamt about the baby before I understood it was a dream.We were walking home from the grocery store, and my baby was walking faster ahead of me.“Baby,” I struggled under the weight of the grocery bags. I paused. My baby was seven months old, which means he wasn't supposed to be wa






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