LOGINNo one wants to face rejection from the person they love, nor does anyone want to be seen as weak and vulnerable. People want to be accepted for who they are, but the work-out stage is always not working out. Rachael Snyder has had it hard in life, being the first ever baby to be born as a wolf pup. At first, she had been cared for majestically, but her failure to wolf out makes her an outcast and a sudden threat to the pack. They all gave up on her, and her haters made her a laughing stock, a living mockery. She is further blessed by the moon goddess who gave her a mate, the Alpha of the Crimson moon Pack, Mike Freeman. Right in the open, he rejects her and chases her out of the pack, banished for eternity. In her search for survival, she meets Kelvin Alfred, the ruthless prince of the Lycans, who takes her in. What happens when the Ruthless Alpha King professes his love for her? Mike comes back, pleading for a second chance, and she unlocks her inner powers, which should have been concealed forever.
View MoreRachael’s POVI dressed carefully, choosing simple clothes that wouldn't draw attention. Black pants. Gray sweater. My hair pulled back in a practical braid.The Continental Council representatives would arrive within the hour.My hands trembled as I fastened the clasp on my necklace—the one piece of jewelry I'd kept from my old life. I forced them steady. I'd survived Christopher. Survived the siege. I could survive questions.A knock at the door. Kelvin entered without waiting for permission, carrying two mugs of coffee."Thought you could use this," he said, handing me one.The warmth seeped into my palms. I took a grateful sip. Strong. Dark. Exactly what I needed."Nervous?" he asked."Terrified," I admitted. "What if they don't believe me? What if they think I murdered Christopher in cold blood? What if—""They won't." Kelvin's voice was firm. "You have witnesses. Evidence. The journal. And Richard's testimony corroborates everything."Richard. My grandfather. The man who'd spent
I woke to sunlight streaming through familiar windows.My room, home. I sat up slowly, my body protesting the movement. Every muscle ached. My head pounded. But I was alive.How long had I been unconscious?The door opened. My mother entered carrying a tray of food. Her face flooded with relief when she saw me awake."Three days," she said, answering my unspoken question. "You've been unconscious for three days."Three days"Christopher’s body?" I asked, my voice hoarse."Kelvin brought his body back. The Continental Council has been notified." Mother set the tray on the bedside table. "It's over, Racheal. The Society's greatest hunter is gone."I should have felt relieved.Instead, I felt empty."Mike," I whispered. The memory came flooding back. His face. His words. My blade at his throat. The pull across his neck.I'd killed him."Racheal." Mother's voice was careful. "What do you remember about Mike?""I killed him." The words felt like stones in my mouth. "He wanted me back and
I found myself going back and killing Christopher, I never wanted to, but on a second thought, I had to because he will kill me the next time we come across each other. My blade came down, Christopher’s eyes widened, then went blank. He fell forward into the grass, blood pooling beneath him. Dead. I stood over his body, blade dripping red, feeling nothing. No triumph, no guilt, just emptiness. The mate bond exploded with relief and fury. I turned to see Kelvin's Lycan form burst from the tree line at the field's edge. He'd found me.He shifted mid-run, becoming human as he reached me. His hands grabbed my shoulders, checking for injuries, his eyes wild with panic."Are you hurt? Did he—""I killed him," I said flatly. "It's done."Kelvin looked past me at Christopher's body. Something complicated crossed his face. Then he pulled me into his arms, holding tight."I thought I'd lost you," he said into my hair. "When he teleported you away, I felt it through the bond. Felt you so far
"Where are we?""Neutral ground. Three hundred miles north of Moonshadow territory." Christopher began walking toward me slowly. "Far enough that your mate can't interfere. Can't save you. This is between us now."The mate bond was screaming. I could feel Kelvin's panic through it. His desperation. He was searching. Trying to find me.But three hundred miles. Even running at full speed, it would take him hours.I was alone."You can't win," I said, forcing myself upright despite the nausea. "Even with the suppressants, even separated from my pack. You can't beat me.""Maybe not." Christopher stopped ten feet away. "But I have to try. Have to complete the mission. That's all I have left.""Your father told the truth. Exposed the Society's lies. You could accept that. Could stop.""I can't." Christopher's expression was bleak. "If I stop, if I accept that everything I believed was a lie, then what was it all for? The hunts. The kills. The wolves who died following my orders. What does i
The strip had poisoned me.Not killed. Not yet. But I could feel my power draining with every heartbeat. The phasing that had always come as naturally as breathing now felt sluggish. Resistant. Like moving through thick mud.Another attacker lunged. I tried to phase. Failed. Had to dodge the old-fa
Sara nodded, breathing hard. She attacked again—a feint followed by a real strike. I phased through the real strike as expected.But Sara had learned. Instead of overextending, she pivoted, catching me as I rematerialized. Her claws stopped an inch from my throat."Better," I said. "You're learning
Three weeks at Moonshadow Pack compound had changed me.Not physically—though the healing had completed, leaving my body stronger than it had been in years. Not even the mate bond, though it had settled into something warm and constant beneath my ribs.No, the change was deeper. More fundamental.F
Christopher POV"Ghost Wolf strips," the old wolf said. "Soaked in silver and blessed with binding spells. Press them against Ghost Wolf skin, and their power drains. Phasing becomes impossible. Their strength reduces to human levels." He gestured to a second, smaller box. "And these are wolf strip
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