LOGIN"Are you genuinely implying the Supreme Alpha King harbors actual feelings for that rejected heiress?" Themistocles Drakon shifted his position on the carved obsidian sofa, swirling the dark crimson blood-wine in his crystal chalice as his sharp amber eyes locked onto the massive warrior standing near the hearth."If she were merely some expendable female from a lesser pack, do you truly believe Leonidas would have personally leveled two border outposts on Paradise Island to tear her away from the rogue slavers?" Stelios Thornfang let out a dark, booming laugh, resting his heavy leather-clad boots on the iron table between them. "We have fought beside the Supreme Alpha for nearly fifteen winters across every bloody territory war in Sparta Moonhaven. Have you ever seen him grant an audience to any female, let alone risk an international pack war for one?""She is his betrothed under the Ancient Moon Prophecy," Astinos Silverclaw chimed in from the weapons rack, his calloused hands meth
"Am I nothing more than a convenient body to warm your bed?" I demanded, my hands shoved hard against his chest as the silence stretched thin between us."You speak as if I am forcing you to submit to the sacred bond, Gorgo," Leonidas growled low in his chest, his silver eyes flashing with a sudden, icy hostility."I am trying to keep us strictly within the terms of our alliance!" I shot back, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to project the strength of a true Moonfang heiress. "Or did the Supreme Alpha forget that our union was forged to secure pack borders, not to satisfy his personal cravings?"The temperature in the private chamber plummeted instantly, heavy with the suffocating pressure of his royal bloodline.Leonidas stepped back, his massive frame severing the heat that had almost consumed us both just moments before."The agreement," he repeated, the words dripping with a cold, terrifying detachment. "You cling to the covenant papers like a frightened pup hiding behi
"If I do not give you these restorative broths, your fragile moonborn body will break under the Supreme Alpha's heat!" Steward Qin warned, gesturing toward the steam rising from the heavy clay bowls set upon the long oak dining table."I am not fragile, Steward Qin," I grumbled, staring down at the dark, bitter concoctions line-up on the polished wood. "And you do not need to broadcast what happens inside the Alpha's sleeping quarters to every omega in the Argyros Citadel.""The Supreme Alpha was deeply concerned when your physical consciousness gave out twice during the lunar bonding ritual last night," Steward Qin replied smoothly, smoothing down his grey woolen tunic. "He personally summoned Moon Physician Ye Han to draft these medicinal recipes for your blood and qi. As your bloodline guardian, it is my duty to ensure you consume every drop."My face burned with a fierce, humiliating heat.The entire lower tier of the Argyros Silverclaw Pack knew that the mighty Leonidas had spent
Nyra Blackmoon and I followed He Lingzhi deeper into the subterranean tunnels beneath the Silvermoon Academies, tracking her toward the obscure tactical war-room assigned to our rank.The Great Pack Assembly did not regulate low-tier operational groups strictly, but resources were ruthlessly rationed based on bloodline standing.Since He Lingzhi was forced by the Moon Scholars to register at least three military squads for her cohort, she had managed to secure this subterranean chamber.The room itself was pathetic."By the Moon Goddess, is this an abandoned armory or a dungeon cell?" Nyra gasped, stepping over a pile of broken iron shields and rotting leather saddles.The chamber sat in the damp, forgotten cellars of the academy's northern tower, right next to the stone drainage sluices.Discarded iron swords, cracked armor plates, and rusted training dummies were stacked haphazardly against the back wall.Two splintered oak map-tables sat in the center, their surfaces scarred by old
"You really think you're going to break the eternal lunar bond in two years?" Nyra Blackmoon hissed, leaning across the wooden table as the ambient noise of the Moonstone Tavern roared around us. "Before, you seemed so sure about it, but now that I'm asking, why are you hesitating? Aren't you going to run?""How could I hesitate?" I whispered, staring down at my ink-stained claws. "I decided this the moment I woke up from my past life. If I don't want to end up dead in the snow, I have to stay as far away from the Supreme Alpha King as possible. He's dangerous.""Then stop staring at the door like you're waiting for his war wagon," Nyra grumbled, taking a heavy gulp of spiced mead.I ignored her, pulling the parchment back toward me to finish filling out my request form for the Lunar Healing Sanctuaries."I need to know who poisoned me before the auction," I said, handing the sheet to the old wolf behind the sanctuary counter. "And I need to see Stelios's pawn.""You mean Ye Fangfang?
"You really think you can just keep this room locked forever?" Daxos Argyros growled, blocking the narrow stone entrance of the Lunar Healing Chamber with his massive shoulders."This chamber belongs to the true Luna of House Argyros," Daxos spat, his golden Alpha eyes flashing with disgust as he stared down at my scarred, mud-stained face. "Not a disgraced, hideous creature dragged out of the Whispering Moon Woods."My hands tightened into fists at my sides, my short nails digging deep into my palms. "Step aside, Daxos. I live here.""You live wherever my brother permits you to breathe," Daxos sneered, stepping closer until his scent of sulfur and dark pine smothered the hallway. "Leonidas dragged you back from the Blackmoon Auction like a wounded rogue, but don't think that makes you human, girl.""I am Gorgo Lykaon," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, though my chest burned with the sudden, violent thrum of my dormant wolf. "And this is my room."Daxos let out a cruel, barkin
Gorgo Lykaon POV"Drive the car now," Leonidas Argyros says.The territory rider gasps very loudly. His eyes are big because he sees the red blood on the supreme alpha king's neck. But Leonidas does not yell. He does not even look mad. He just looks out the black glass at the two bad wolves who are
GORGO LYKAOON POVI jerk awake, heartbeat wild. “What the… what’s going on? Where am I?”Weird angle, weird cushion. I squint around, empty. Totally alone.I glance down. My ceremony gown is shredded to bits. Ripped cloth everywhere. My stomach turns over.What did I know? Did I do this? Did I real
Gorgo Lykaon POV"Lock the outer door and make sure the camera is ready to take the photos," Artemisia Lykaon says outside.I shake my head hard. My brain feels full of heavy fog. I look at my hands. I look down at my long dress with the bad cuts that show too much skin. I look at a big mirror on t
“Let’s break this lunar bond, right now,” I say.I stare at Leonidas Argyros, the supreme alpha king, the wolf every female in Sparta Moonhaven wants. He’s got dark hair, a powerful build, and this intimidating aura that hangs around him like a storm. But he’s never wanted me. For three winters, I







