Who Got Banished From The Traitors Tonight?

I'm the only sister of Ronan Mooncrest, Alpha of Mooncrest Pack. For as long as I can remember, Cassian, our Delta, Orion, our Gamma, and Nikolai, our Beta, swore they'd die before letting anyone hurt me. When I wanted the moon, they built me a tower. When the river was freezing and I refused to go home, they carried me across on their backs. I was their princess—the wolf they spoiled rotten and loved down to the bone. And of course, I loved them too. I was sure one of them had to be my mate. Then Dana came to Mooncrest. An outsider she-wolf. Bold. Gorgeous. Untouchable. No joke cracked her. No stare made her blush. On her first day, she challenged our pack warriors one by one. After that, Cassian started saying I was spoiled. The first time he left me shaking in a storm just to walk Dana home, Orion and Nikolai snapped at him. "Cassian, you're choosing her. Don't cry when you regret it." But soon, Orion got pulled in too. At my birthday party, I looked at the only one still beside me—Nikolai—and my eyes burned. "Nikolai... is this my fault?" He kissed my hair. "Don't go there. They're idiots. They don't know what they're losing." Then I saw him put the moonstone crown he'd promised me on Dana's head. Just to make her smile. Eyes red, chest wrecked, I knocked on Ronan's door. "Mooncrest is sending someone to Frostfang in three days. Let it be me."

For ten long years, Ravelle Celeste Branson kept her identity as the sole heiress of Branson Group tightly hidden for the sake of an illusion of genuine love from Kyle Stevens. But on the night of their 10th wedding anniversary, that illusion shattered into pieces. Ravelle caught Kyle passionately making out with his secretary in the CEO's office. That betrayal was merely the tip of the iceberg. The true blow of reality struck when the Civil Registry Office revealed a cruel fact: in the eyes of the law, Ravelle had been secretly removed and divorced eight years earlier through the manipulation of a stack of documents she had blindly signed. Returning home with a heart as cold as ice, a secret safe uncovered an even more disgusting conspiracy. The little girl she had raised with all her heart and soul was not an adopted child, but the biological daughter of Kyle and his mistress. Even worse, Ravelle's body had been poisoned with microdoses of heavy metals for years—a vicious scheme designed to render her infertile and slowly kill her. They thought Ravelle was a weak woman with no one to protect her, someone who could be discarded after being drained of everything she had. They were terribly mistaken. With Erlan El Salvador Jhins, the genius CEO who was ready to level Manhattan to protect her, standing by her side, the crown heiress rose from her emotional death. Ravelle returned to reclaim her throne, crush Stevens Group into the ruins of bankruptcy, and send the traitors to the deepest hell. When Kyle finally fell to his knees at her feet, crying tears of blood and begging for forgiveness, Ravelle merely looked at him with the coldest smile. "I'm sorry, my ex-husband. Your regret came too late."

"You mean nothing to me anymore." “And this pack,” he continued, my heartbeat accelerating. “is no longer a place for you, not with what you have done; so from this moment onward…” He paused, his eyes holding mine for a second. "You are banished, effective immediately.” The words slammed into me so hard, a loud bang went off in my head... This can't be happening. “No… Malik, please.” His eyes didn’t soften. If anything, they grew colder. "Goodbye forever, Selina." He spat, casting me one last glance, and I realized it was a look of finality, without another word, he turned and walked away. *** A week ago, Alpha Malik had discovered that I was his mate after years of fruitless search, nothing had ever felt so right in my life. But then, doom came knocking on my door the moment things started heading towards an interesting direction. A dreadful crime was executed with my name pinned on it.

I went through 100 hormone shots for him—just to finally get pregnant. Five years begging those shots to work—all for Rafe Morello. The Don with ice in his veins... but also the guy who used to wipe sweat off my forehead in the middle of the night. Everyone thought we were goals. Then I handed over my lab results, and the nurse paused, blinking up at me. "Sorry, what's your relationship to Rafe Morello? There's already a pregnancy under his wife's name." I froze. Carmela Vitale. His dead brother's wife. Spouse listed: Rafe Morello. Breathing? Suddenly optional. No tears. No drama. I just slid off my ring and tucked it into my bag. Then I called the number buried at the bottom of my drawer. My voice? Freakishly calm. "Yeah. Three days. Pick me up." It wasn't about revenge. I left because I finally got it—some people, you gotta cut loose if you ever wanna stop bleeding. Three days later, he walked into a silent bedroom. On the nightstand: my wedding ring, the signed divorce papers, and a copy of the ultrasound. He sat on the floor and just... kept rubbing that ring. Regret doesn't knock. It floods. And that night, it drowned every lie he thought he could get away with. That was when he finally figured it out—love could wreck a person worse than hate ever could.

At just twelve years old, Elena Windsor's world crumbles in a single night, branding her as The Traitor's Daughter. Once living a fairy tale life, surrounded by love and the Alpha's Sons-Triplets she prayed would be her mates-her world flips when her father, a loyal beta, is falsely accused of heinous crimes within the Shadow-Hunters pack-of killing the Luna and poisoning the Alpha. Cast out and labeled, Elena faces torment from former protectors turned tormentors. Determined to clear her father's name, she endures relentless hardships and hurtful words. Her sole mission is to erase the damning label that defines her existence. Yet, a chilling turn comes when the childhood prayer's acceptance leads her down a darker path and what made it worse was that they had other plans than rejecting her....... Join Elena on a journey of truth, unmasking hidden monsters and fighting to remove her damning tag.

In a time where it is impossible for women to provide for themselves, Irene has to find her chosen mate to take care of herself and her younger brother, but it’s almost impossible as she is known as the Traitor’s Daughter and no Alpha wants to be with her. What happens when she ends up being forced to seek help for the man responsible for her misfortune? The man who put those false accusations and had her father executed? A man with many scars, both physically and mentally?