Neetah
She was told, her whole life, that she was broken.
A wolf who couldn't shift. A healer's helper with no voice of her own. Aurelia Vane learned to stay quiet, take up little space, never hope for more.
Then the Lycan King rejects her in front of his entire court.
Draeven Thorne never makes mistakes. But when his wolf claims the quiet healer as his fated mate, he panics — and humiliates her in front of every pack, calling her protection.
The rejection doesn't break the bond. Instead, a black mark blooms beneath her collarbone. Her wolf wakes up for the first time. And Council leader Malric Drake goes still — because he knows exactly who she is: the last of the Noctari, a bloodline he personally burned out of history.
Dragged to the Lycan Court, Aurelia uncovers the truth Draeven was forced to forget, and the power sleeping beneath an ancient ruin that only she can wake.
The Council falls. Malric is dead. But peace doesn't last.
Alone in the dark, an ancient voice whispers something that turns Aurelia's blood to ice:
"You are not the last, daughter. There is another. A sister. And she does not know they are already looking for her."
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