After I Died He Made Me His Only Luna

I watched helplessly as my husband chose his pregnant mistress over me, then without thinking twice, he threw me in a dungeon for a crime I know nothing about. It occurred to me that I was just a perfect pawn. At the time he married me, he needed a Luna to ascend the throne, and I was just convenient. But right now that I’ve finally moved out and long gone… his crown was slipping. To regain his power, he comes crawling back, begging for forgiveness, because his new heir from his mistress is dead, and as it stands, I’m the only one who can bring back power to his hands. But unfortunately for him, I’m not the same woman he discarded years back. I don't belong to him anymore, I'm the Queen of the Lycans now!

I was supposed to be Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. Instead, my mate—the Alpha I loved more than my own life—stood over my grave and watched me be buried. After a rogue attack left me missing, he believed the lies. He believed I had betrayed our pack. He believed I had run away with another man. Without searching for the truth, he replaced me with the woman who had destroyed my life. But I wasn’t dead. For five years, I survived in the shadows, carrying a secret that could shatter his world—our son. Now I’m back with a new name, a new face, and no intention of forgiving the man who abandoned me. The moment Alpha Damon sees me, his wolf recognises me. His obsession returns. His regret consumes him. And when he discovers the little boy with his eyes, he’ll do anything to win us back. Too bad some betrayals are too deep to be forgiven. He buried his Luna. Now he must face the woman who rose from the grave.

Lucas was known as one of the strongest alphas who ever existed. Not because he was gifted or any sort of special, but only because he was cursed... Not just him but all his people in general, and his Luna in person. The only way to break his spell is to learn how to love. Years passed, and Lucas got to see his mate on more than just one occasion. It always starts and ends up in the same way, "the death of his mate". However, he tries his best to avoid her, if by not having her in his life maybe she would survive. Moreover, she gets in one way or another. The same things keep on happening for about 1400 years, and every time it ends up the same. Well, this was the least of his problems since he came to discover that his Luna might lose her life once and for all..... Two Luna's souls are locked in one body, one is cursed – the other is dark. The cursed one was taking full control over the years; her curse was to lose her life when she met her mate. On the other hand, the dark one refused to be locked in the shadows anymore. She decided to take back what she lost – a life. Well, a prophecy is taking place to the surface, the same prophecy holds nothing more than the doom that the dark Luna would bring along with her. ⇲  If you are into Lycans, Werewolves, Vampires, Hybrid, and Witches, then this is going to be your book...

The night before I was due to leave the pack, the Alpha was struck by the heat poison. As his personal doctor, I broke it the only way I could, with my own body. The next morning, the old Luna came to find out what had happened. In my last life, I stepped forward and admitted it was me, shy and ashamed. The Alpha marked me himself and made me the pack's new Luna. After that, he let the pack fall to ruin, and gave up the peace alliance with a neighboring pack all for my sake. The whole pack cursed me for bewitching their Alpha. But I knew the truth. Every bit of his devotion was a lie. The one he truly wanted to mark was Cassia Lowe, the nurse who worked under me. For years she had his heart and his love, and every night I lay awake with the sound of the two of them through the wall. It left me sitting alone until dawn. Maybe the Moon Goddess took pity on me, because I woke again on the very day the old Luna came with her questions. This time, I stood quietly at the back of the room. Cassia stepped forward, soft and sweet, and claimed that night as her own. I swallowed the potion that hid the mate bond, nodded along, and agreed. “She was the one on night duty at the villa. It has to be her.”

The night I discovered I was carrying Alpha Kael’s heir, his childhood sweetheart, Selene, returned with a little boy who ran into my mate’s arms and called him Father. Days later, the child collapsed. Poison was found among my healing herbs, and every piece of evidence pointed to me. I begged Kael to believe me, but he stripped me of my Luna title and locked me away. “I won’t let you hurt my son again,” he said. Trembling, I pressed a hand over my unborn pup. “Kael, I was trying to tell you—” His eyes turned cold. “Do not use another child to distract me from what you did to mine.” That night, the estate burned. A woman’s body was found in the ashes wearing my Luna ring, and Kael buried her under my name, believing his guilty mate was dead. But I survived. While my Alpha mourned the wrong woman, I discovered someone had been hunting my bloodline for years—and now they knew I was pregnant. So I let Kael believe he had buried me. The next time I returned to his pack, I would not come back begging to be believed. knew I was pregnant. So I let Kael believe he had buried his Luna. The next time I returned to his pack, I would not come back begging to be believed.

Fated mates are supposed to be sacred. Mine used the bond like a weapon. Alpha Alan — the most feared wolf in Blackthorn — was supposed to be my destiny. My protector. My home. Instead, he broke our bond, stripped my clan, imprisoned my family, and forced me to my knees on a cold stone floor. And called it mercy. I survived anyway. The Blood Moon Pack found me when I had nothing left but the will to keep breathing. And Alpha George — steady, gentle, chosen — gave me something Alan never could. Safety without chains. Love without conditions. A future I had stopped believing I deserved. I became his Luna. I rebuilt everything they took from me. I finally understood the difference between fate and choice — and chose to never be someone's possession again. Then Alan came back. And he didn't come alone. Something ancient stirs in the shadows behind him — older than pack law, older than broken bonds, older than anything I have ever faced. It doesn't care about politics or the past. It wants only one thing. My bloodline. My unborn twins. Everything I have fought to protect. I am no longer the girl who begged for mercy on a cold stone floor. I am a Luna. A mother. A woman who was broken by one Alpha and rebuilt herself into something none of them were prepared for. He thought rejecting me was the end of my story. It was only the beginning of his ruin. And I will burn every pack to the ground before I let my family fall.