His Luna, His Ruin
Fated mates are supposed to be sacred.
Mine used the bond like a weapon.
Alpha Alan — the most feared wolf in Blackthorn — was supposed to be my destiny. My protector. My home.
Instead, he broke our bond, stripped my clan, imprisoned my family, and forced me to my knees on a cold stone floor.
And called it mercy.
I survived anyway.
The Blood Moon Pack found me when I had nothing left but the will to keep breathing. And Alpha George — steady, gentle, chosen — gave me something Alan never could. Safety without chains. Love without conditions. A future I had stopped believing I deserved.
I became his Luna.
I rebuilt everything they took from me.
I finally understood the difference between fate and choice — and chose to never be someone's possession again.
Then Alan came back.
And he didn't come alone.
Something ancient stirs in the shadows behind him — older than pack law, older than broken bonds, older than anything I have ever faced. It doesn't care about politics or the past. It wants only one thing.
My bloodline.
My unborn twins.
Everything I have fought to protect.
I am no longer the girl who begged for mercy on a cold stone floor. I am a Luna. A mother. A woman who was broken by one Alpha and rebuilt herself into something none of them were prepared for.
He thought rejecting me was the end of my story.
It was only the beginning of his ruin.
And I will burn every pack to the ground before I let my family fall.