My Fated Alpha
Lisa’s arrest made live TV—she was dragged out of a safe house in handcuffs, mascara streaking, screaming my name like a curse.
Damien’s mugshot followed an hour later.
And somewhere in a Council cell, Rhys Caldwell woke up to the sound of his empire burning.
I leaned against Victor’s back on the bike, wind tearing through my hair, and let my wolf howl inside my chest.
One step down.
One bigger one coming.
But tonight, we had won.
Tonight, I was Luna in every way that mattered.
And the war had only just started to bleed.