Werewolf Werewolf-Webromane & Alpha God of War-Geschichten

THE WOLF I BURIED Book One of The Moonkeeper Saga One year ago, Elena Hart buried the love of her life, or so she believed. Since Ronan's death, life has become a series of carefully practiced routines—teaching by day, surviving by night, and visiting the grave of the man she was supposed to marry. Everyone tells her it's time to move on. But grief isn't something you leave behind. When strange wolf tracks appear near Ronan's grave, unsettling dreams haunt her sleep, and a pair of familiar silver eyes watches her from the edge of the forest, Elena is forced to question everything she thought she knew about the night he died. Some secrets refuse to stay buried. As she follows a trail of impossible clues, Elena uncovers a hidden world lurking beneath the quiet streets of Ashwood Creek—a world where old loyalties run deep, dangerous truths have been buried for generations, and the past is far from finished with her. Then she faces the impossible. Ronan is alive. But the man who returns is not the same one she lost. Bound by secrets he cannot reveal, Ronan's return pulls Elena into a mystery far older than either of them. And as long-forgotten forces begin to awaken, she discovers that the answers to Ronan's disappearance may be tied to her own past in ways she never imagined. Perfect for fans of slow-burn romance, hidden worlds, ancient mysteries, and emotionally driven fantasy, The Wolf I Buried is the first installment in The Moonkeeper Saga—where love defies death, every answer uncovers a darker secret, and one ordinary woman is about to become the center of a story much larger than she could ever imagine. Because some loves survive death. Some truths survive history. And some wolves were never meant to stay buried.

They called me weak and my mother a disgrace but after my mother death, my father replaced her with a new Luna and made her daughter the heir he actually wanted. I was nothing but an embarrassment, a daughter he wished had never existed, so I left. I hid my Alpha blood, gave up my powers to a witch and entered the Alliance Academy under a false identity because I thought I was only running away, I didn't know I was walking straight into a war. Five years later, I returned from the battlefield as the War Goddess, commanding soldiers who would willingly die for me then my disguise broke and my true identity was exposed, suddenly everyone who had abandoned me wanted me back but before I could return to the family that rejected me, I was accused of treason. Someone had been using my identity to make secret deals with our enemies and the evidence pointed to me even the man I once loved turned against me, they thought they had finally destroyed me but they were wrong because they didn't know the weak girl they betrayed had already died on the battlefield. The woman who returned was someone they should have feared.

“Bond isn’t as bad as you all said. Maybe I should just marry him! I am tired of running!” “You are a very stupid girl. What the hell is wrong with you? You will pack your things and follow us to the Nightwalker Pack, or I will disown you! Don’t you ever mention the name of that emperor again,” my dad warned. She was a deviant wolf, suffering from her parents’ decisions, and fated to the Lycan king. Her father’s treachery and betrayal of the old emperor put the family in danger, stripping her of freedom. The death of her mother left her lonely and orphaned in a world of predators. She fled to survive, but fortune piloted her into encountering the Lycan king—her fated mate and the strongest alpha in the world. He was the Lycan king, the strongest shape shifter alive, scarred by the actions of his father, the Mad Alpha, and fated to the daughter of his enemy—Jerry the Great, the mastermind behind his father’s failed coup. Their meeting was characterised by anger, resentment, passion, and the realisation of a divine bond forged by fate and destiny. She aids him in navigating the intricacies of ruling the werewolf empire. But rogue packs, twin alphas empowered by witches, seductive adversaries, and impending danger seek to tear down the life they desperately struggle to build together. Will they evade these adversaries, rewrite the cursed prophecies, and establish their reign in the werewolf empire—or will they crumble beneath enemies and a destiny determined to tear them apart?

"Then just do it," she spat, pinned beneath his shadow against silk sheets. "Fuck me, ruin me tonight—if you think you can—and let me walk away." The room went lethal with silence. "You think you can bargain with your body, little bird? You think offering me your throat will buy your freedom?" "I don't make love. I don't do gentle. I fuck. And I fuck hard. If I put my hands on you without holding back, I will tear that fragile human body to pieces. You wouldn't survive ten minutes beneath me." Serena should be dead. Three days ago, Serena was a waitress. Then she was merchandise—chained on an auction block. Now she's the captive of the man who slaughtered her hunters and threw ten million dollars to claim her. Zayden is the Alpha King of a species that walks in human skin—and the beast inside him, Night, has gone feral. It roars her name. It smells her desire. And it's done taking no for an answer. "I hate what you make me feel," she whispers when his lips trace fire along her jaw. "Then why are you trembling?" he growls against her throat, teeth grazing her pulse. "Why is every breath screaming for me to finish this?" She thinks she's fighting for freedom. He's fighting to keep her alive—because his world's laws say she's his. That the wolf won't stop until she's marked and claimed. And if he loses control... He'll destroy her. But the moon is rising. The pack is circling. And the beast is done waiting. "Look at what you do to me," he rasps, "One breath of your skin brings me to my knees." The chains are gone. The door is locked. She offered one night for her freedom. He's taking forever.