Her Forbidden Alpha Moonlight Muse Novels & Stories

"Twenty years ago, there was a fourth pack in this region. Nightfall. Smaller than the Conrads, smaller than us, but old. Older than any of the current bloodlines, if the stories are true." "Old how?" Wren's voice is barely a whisper. "Old enough that their wolves didn't answer to the moon the way ours do." Miriam's hands are steady now, the shaking from earlier gone, replaced by the careful, clinical calm she uses when she's about to tell someone something that's going to hurt. "Every wolf you and I have ever known shifts on the pull of the moon, controlled, predictable, tied to the cycle. Nightfall wolves could shift whenever they chose. Day, night, didn't matter. It wasn't tied to the sam

“I, Zoe Brina Vlk, alpha of the Moon Goddess pack, reject you, Tomas Singh, as my mate.” And everything went dark.

, it was wrong for me to question her actions, but I had to. I have no idea where Adeena disappeared to, I know she loses her memories after a shift but it's for a good reason, she might get angry when she finds out I have something to do with her memories not being in tact, it's the best thing for everyone right now, including her. "That beast of yours is barely under control Alpha, I would hate to put him down before the time comes" Selene raves in a threatening tone. "When will the time be right?" I desperately asked, I was growing tired of having something inside me that craves pain and destruction. "When will it all end?".

Why couldn't the moon goddess bless her with someone soft? Away from Red Darkling, the valley under Moon Eyed Pack was rebuilt, few parts of the land were still under construction. Alpha Artemis had just received the news that their hunting area had been restricted by the Alpha. Surely, all were aware of the reason behind it. No one would go against the Alpha King's order. Beta of Moon Eyed Pack, Karlo made a dashing appearance beside his Alpha. His growl was infuriating as he gritted his words out, " Alpha Rafe is crossing all the lines, Alpha. First, he has taken away our Princess. Now he is even putting restrictions on our lands. How can he act so unfairly with us?"

Hayes' eyes were on me, and I could feel it from how heated and jumpy my wolf was within me. I looked at him, wanting to behold that god-like facial structure of his once again, but I could only maintain eye contact for a few seconds before looking away. His sea green eyes were so beautiful, but intimidating. "Do you Hayes Reid, Alpha of the Nightshade Pack, take Ava Chester, daughter of Alpha Chester of the Silvermoon Pack as your Mate? To lead beside you as Luna of Nightshade Pack?" He was asked. My breath hitched as I anticipated his reply. Was he going to accept or reject me?

When she turned, she saw Talia was struggling beneath the second rogue, claws raking at its face, but it was stronger…unnaturally strong. Lyra lunged. She slammed into the rogue, ripping it off Talia, teeth sinking into its shoulder. It shrieked, a sound that didn’t belong to any wolf, and shadows burst from its mouth. Lyra recoiled, fur bristling. Talia scrambled to her feet, panting. “What the hell…” A voice cut through the trees. Slow. Mocking. Familiar. “Well done, little Alpha.” Lyra froze. Malek stepped from the shadows, his smile sharp and cruel. His eyes glowed with the same unnatural red as the rogues. Darkness clung to him like a second skin.

Now, soaking in warm water, he lifted his wine glass. The smile on his face slowly widened. Muna hated Aria and Delilah hated Aria. The Gamma is occupied with tightening security since after the rogues attack and the Alpha remained completely unaware. Every piece was moving exactly where he wanted it. His thoughts drifted briefly toward Delilah and a complicated expression crossed his face. The only genuine thing left inside him and the one weakness he could never fully eliminate. His mate and obsession. He finally understood the cruel humor of the Moon Goddess.

The air in the Dead Lands didn’t just grow cold as the sun vanished; it became electric. This wasn’t just any night. It was the first full moon since the Taming, the first time my hybrid blood and Kael’s Alpha essence would be forced to reconcile under the gaze of the Goddess. The silver scars on my wrists didn’t just hum; they glowed with a blinding, rhythmic light that pulsed in sync with the moon’s ascent. Kael stood at the mouth of the cave, his muscles corded and twitching.

I wasn’t sure what to say. Damien squeezed my hand and looked at me. In a moment of sheer vulnerability, I reached out to him through our mind link, “I don’t know who I am.” “Who do you feel like you are?” “I don’t know. I was Alpha in Waiting of Iceclaw. I am your betrothed and mate. I am, maybe, the Moon Goddess’ heiress and promised princess?” I questioned touching the glittering moonstone that was warm and beginning to glow as we traveled North. It’s like it knew it was going home at long last.

All covens, clans and packs took their stand against the powerful panthers and came out triumphant. But at what cost? No thought was given to the consequences of their actions. It was the bloodiest war in all the supernatural history, with an even more disastrous and bloody aftermath. This was the war that saw the last of Selene, the Moon Goddess. A life that saw vampires mistrusting and hating the wolves. Wolves at constant battle with witches. Witches cursing vampires. Total chaos, heartache of unlawful mating bonds, extreme punishments and hatred on a whole new level.