นิยายเว็บแนว First-Person POV และเรื่องราว Hidden Identity ในฉาก Royal

He rejected me in front of five hundred wolves. Called me weak. Humiliated me for a stronger alliance. Watched me fall apart on the floor of our own hall and walked away without looking back. He should have never done that. Because the moment his rejection tore through me, something inside me woke up. Something that shouldn't exist anymore. Something the wolf kingdoms hunted to extinction three hundred years ago. I don't fully understand what I am yet. But others do. And they're already coming for me. Some want to use me. Some want me dead. One of them wants to crown me. And somewhere between the golden eyes watching me from the dark, the enemies closing in from every side, and the king who's realizing exactly what he threw away, I have to figure out one thing fast. Who can I actually trust before it's too late? THE ALPHA KING'S FORGOTTEN LUNA — coming soon

She was raised to be a secret. Now she's about to become a reckoning. At the royal court of Canberra-Vane, they call her the "Second Prince", sickly, unremarkable, easy to overlook. Exactly what she needs them to think. For years, Lyra has lived a lie stitched into her own skin: chest bound tight, veins full of suppressants that shouldn't even exist, all to bury one truth: she's an Omega, and she's not the son this throne was promised. One dose too late, one loose thread, and the entire fraud unravels along with her. Everyone around her is playing a game. She's just playing it better than anyone gives her credit for. Crown Prince Kaelan wants her gone and isn't subtle about it; every "accident," every closed-door meeting, is aimed at her. Ashford Vayne, the court's golden military heir, can't resist reminding her how weak she is, right up until the day he's forced to eat every word. Only Commander Ren Solari looks at her like he sees something the rest of the court doesn't: not a broken prince, but something coiled, patient, and dangerous. He's right to be careful. While they've all been underestimating her, Lyra has been building alliances no one can trace back to her, secrets sharp enough to gut a dynasty, a quiet war fought one favor and one whispered threat at a time. Then, at the imperial solstice gala, in front of everyone who ever looked past her, her suppressants fail. The mask comes off. The lie dies. What's underneath is worse than anyone imagined, and far more dangerous than she ever let herself hope. Kaelan's throne turns to ash in his hands. Ashford chokes on his own cruelty. Ren realizes the mercy he once showed a "weak" prince may be the only reason he survives

For three years, Elara Mooncrest played the weak, submissive Luna of the Frostclaw Pack. She endured the insults of Alpha Kael Blackthorn’s family and cold, lonely nights, waiting for the right moment to walk away. Nobody knew her true identity: she is the last daughter of the royal Moonborn bloodline, hiding her gold wolf to survive the assassins who slaughtered her kin. The breaking point arrives when Kael brings home Serena, announcing her as his true mate. Instead of weeping, Elara hands back her wedding ring and walks into the night. But as she crosses the pack border, her dormant wolf awakens, pointing her toward a terrifying figure waiting in the shadows: King Damon Nightfang, the most ruthless Alpha in the region. Damon recognized Elara as his divine mate twelve years ago, making the agonizing choice to let her hide in plain sight until her 24th birthday, when her magic would mature. Now, he steps forward to claim her with unyielding dominance and fiery passion. As Kael realizes Serena is a fraud and his pack's power collapses without Elara, he launches a desperate hunt to force his "weak wife" back. But Elara is no longer running. Sheltered by a King who worships her, she embraces an explosive erotic bond, unlocks her ancient magic, and prepares to make every Alpha kneel.

"My love?" I speak softly, ensuring my mate is asleep before slipping out to the balcony. I sighed in delight as I allowed the moonlight to embrace me, gifting me the warmth and mothership I desired. "My mother takes great care of me, even from so far in the sky." I said to the moon goddess, and was rewarded with a warm breeze. "Dear Mother Moon Goddess. Please... show me the way. Guide me in leading your people. You have forced me to love this mate of mine... how else must I suffer before I can lead your people properly?" The wind blew cold and I knew I was asking the wrong questions, or at least coming to the wrong conclusions. "You suffer because of me...?" I gasped and whipped around to see my mate standing in the doorway of the balcony, his massive gash wound from yesterday's battle still in place but healing slowly. "My love, that is not what I meant! I-I just meant to say that-" He silenced me with one finger to my lips. "I know... I know everything." My face fell immediately, I could feel the shock and terror settling into my gut. "No..."

Sena spent her entire life putting everyone else before herself. After years of endless overtime while ignoring the hereditary heart condition that runs in her family, she dies believing that regret is all she will leave behind. But instead of fading into darkness, she opens her eyes inside the body of Lady Odette Verenne, the infamous villainess from her favorite fantasy novel. She knows exactly how this story ends. A loveless political marriage. A lonely life in the frozen North. A forgotten death that no one mourns. Refusing to follow the original fate, Odette enters a marriage of duty with the cold and powerful Grand Duke Evren Arden, leader of the Frostmane Pack. Feared by the empire and trusted by his people, he expects nothing from his new wife except trouble. But the woman standing before him is no longer the villainess everyone remembers. She cannot erase years of hatred overnight, and every act of kindness is met with suspicion. In a place where trust must be earned one choice at a time, she slowly changes the people around her through patience, honesty, and quiet compassion. As servants become loyal allies, strangers become family, and the icy distance between husband and wife begins to melt, Frostmane starts to feel like the home she never had. Yet beneath the snow lies a truth buried for centuries. Ancient books awaken at her touch. Flowers bloom where winter should reign. As whispers surrounding the Moon Goddess grow louder, Odette discovers that the greatest lie in the empire may be the identity of the woman everyone believes is the chosen one. Can she rewrite the ending of a story that was never meant to change, or is she destined to repeat its tragic fate?