All Chapters of ALCHEMY OF MATES - ALPHA AND LUNA REBORN : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ARIA'S POV"You are mine, Aria. The moon herself chose us."My heart soared as Zack's rough voice whispered against my ear, his powerful arms wrapped around my waist. The full moon ceremony glowed around us, pack members celebrating our upcoming mating ritual. Everything I had ever dreamed of was finally coming true."I cannot believe this is real," I breathed, tilting my head to look up at my Alpha. At six-foot-three of pure dominant male, Zack Silvermoon was every she-wolf's fantasy. But he was mine. The mate bond hummed between us, golden and perfect."Believe it." His golden eyes burned with possessive heat as he cupped my face. "In three days, I will mark you before the entire pack. You will be my Luna, and everyone will know you belong to me."A shiver ran through me at the raw dominance in his tone. I was just an orphan, a weak wolf who could barely shift properly, yet somehow the Moon Goddess had blessed me with the most powerful Alpha in the territory."Zack!" Selene's voice

"Aria! If you are late to training again, Alpha Zack will have your hide!"I bolted upright in bed, my heart hammering as Jennifer, one of the orphaned she-wolves, pounded on my door. Training. Alpha Zack. The words sent ice through my veins."I am coming!" I called back, my voice strange in my own ears. Younger. Weaker.I stumbled to the small mirror hanging on the wall and gasped. Staring back at me was my eighteen-year-old self—plain brown hair instead of the silver-white from my previous life, ordinary hazel eyes instead of violet, the familiar weak frame I had always hated. No Luna markings. No power.But the memories remained crystal clear. The rejection. The poison. The death. And somehow, impossibly, I had been sent back."Moon Goddess, what have you done?" I whispered, gripping the edge of the mirror.*Given you a chance to change your fate,* that ancient voice echoed in my mind. *But be warned, young Luna. The path ahead is treacherous. Some things are destined. Others you m

The vision vanished as quickly as it came, leaving me gasping and disoriented. Selene's concerned face swam back into focus, her expression the perfect mask of worry. But now I could see the truth beneath—the calculating gleam in her amber eyes, the way her fingers twitched toward that poisoned pouch in her pocket.She was already hunting me, six years before she should be.My rebirth had changed more than I realized. The timeline was fracturing, events spiraling out of their original order. Whatever cosmic force had sent me back was not guaranteeing the same sequence of events. I was in uncharted territory."Aria? You look pale. Here, drink this." Selene pressed the vial toward my lips with gentle insistence.My enhanced senses—unstable as they were—screamed danger. The tonic reeked of something wrong, something that would make me vulnerable. Not enough to kill, not yet. But enough to weaken me further, to make me dependent on her "help.""I appreciate it, but I think I just need res

The trial began at dawn, but they did not tell me that. I only knew because frozen morning light filtered through the tiny window of my cell, casting long shadows across the damp stone floor. No one brought me food or water. No one came to explain what would happen. They left me in the dark, shivering and alone, like I was already dead.My lips were cracked from thirst. My body ached from sleeping on cold stone. But worse than the physical pain was the complete isolation, the suffocating feeling that I had been erased from existence.When the guards finally came, they dragged me upstairs without a word. My legs were weak from lack of food, and I stumbled repeatedly, earning rough jerks on my arms that made my shoulders scream in protest.The pack gathering hall was full. Every member of Silvermoon Pack had assembled to witness my judgment. The moment I was hauled through the doors, the whispers started—vicious, cutting, designed to wound."Look how pathetic she is.""I heard she curse

That was the first thing I registered when consciousness returned. Soft blankets, crackling fire, the scent of herbs and woodsmoke. For a disoriented moment, I thought I was back in the packhouse, that everything had been a nightmare.Then memory crashed back, and I jolted upright with a gasp."Easy." A firm hand pressed my shoulder, guiding me back down. "You have been unconscious for two days. Your body was shutting down from exposure and starvation."Drake Ironfang sat beside the bed, his ice-blue eyes studying me with unnerving intensity. In the firelight, I could see he was younger than I initially thought—perhaps thirty at most—with sharp, aristocratic features and silver hair that fell to his shoulders."Where am I?" My voice came out raspy, my throat raw."My territory. About fifteen miles from Silvermoon borders." He offered me a cup of water, which I drank desperately. "You are safe here. For now.""Why did you help me?"Drake's expression shifted into something ancient and