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But that didn't stop the alpha from his relentless attack till a crack echoed through the tunnel space; the once brave-looking lycans knew both looked weary as fear encapsulated their faces just as Draven lunged at them. The shrieks and howls of the lycan screaming in horror could be heard from miles away, and even though they had left a grueling mark on the alpha's wolf, he didn't back down as he raced through the tunnel. He could smell her scent; he swore it was so close, but the moment he had reached a turn, the alpha stopped in confusion to see it was a dead end. A piece of his mate's clothing clung to the wall; it was a trap!

“It helps to start with small mercies.” I obeyed. The water was cold against my skin. When I lowered the cloth, my reflection in the rippling basin looked less like a Luna and more like a girl who’d forgotten how to stop reaching for what hurt her. “He said her name like it still meant something,” I whispered. “It does,” Lila said from across the room. “The dead don’t lose their names just because we live.” The words stilled me. I looked at her, searching for bitterness and finding none. “How did you get over Alpha Tyler?” I asked.

"We all know the truth. Jealous, plain Lexa, always living in her sister's shadow. You saw your chance and took it." "That's enough." Alpha Gregory's voice carried power that even Linda couldn't ignore. She stepped back, victory shining in her eyes. She'd gotten what she wanted, breaking me in front of witnesses. Damian hadn't moved from the doorway. His face showed nothing, but his knuckles were bone-white where he gripped the frame. "I'll leave you with your sister," Linda said with fake sweetness. "Take all the time you need to... apologize." She glided out, taking Alpha Gregory with her. Damian stayed a moment longer, his eyes moving from Sara to me.

She had always been bold — ever since we were little — always assuming her place beside me as future Luna. That is... until the mountain claimed her. Until the sickness twisted her bones and silenced her presence. Now she was back. Beautiful. Cunning. And still playing the same game. But this was a different board now — and I was no longer a prince playing pretend. I was Alpha. And no one, not even Lovena, would steal my focus. Not again.

My wolf stirred beneath my skin, a low, dangerous growl vibrating in my chest, muscles coiling with the primal urge to lunge. Not a flicker of emotion crossed Sandy’s features—she stood there like a delicate porcelain doll, unresponsive to my piercing stare. But Mike erupted. His Alpha aura exploded into the room, a tangible, crushing wave of dominance that made the air crackle. He stepped in front of Sandy, shielding her, before his roar hit me. “Lizzy! Enough. You will apologize to her. Now.” He drew a sharp breath, a cruel smirk twisting his features. “You got born but never got raised! No wonder your mom dumped you. You’re such a bitter, venomous piece of work—you deserve to rot alone fo

he said and signaled for a maid at the door to take her to an arranged room. Lily sat in her room all day, doing her best to get over the hurt that was burning the whole of her. She got served twice that day but couldn’t eat. Sitting on the bed, she curled up and stared out of the window till it was midnight. The next morning, she got tapped, and when she opened her eyes, it was the same maid. “Good morning! The Alpha just sent for you,” she told her, and Lily yawned and got up. “You might want to clean up first,” the maid said and left.

Not with love and respect, but with filth and envy! “You are mine! I am your Alpha, you are bound to me and me only. No one can claim you but me!” He touched the golden mark and the moment he tried to re-mark me again, the golden mark burned him. As if my true mate is protecting me even when he is not here. However, Dylan did not just stop there. He kept trying and each time it hurt him more! His rage and envy has engulfed him completely. Taking advantage of my helplessness, my stepmother started to scream, “This girl is unholy! She is an evil and disgrace to the title Luna! She doesn’t deserve the divine gift, Zoey is our true Lune!”

“If you ruin this for me I swear on everything I will make your life hell. Do you hear me?” I pulled my elbow free and sat down. “I have zero interest in being cordial your men,” I said quietly, unfolding the napkin across my lap like we were having a perfectly normal afternoon. “But don’t worry. Maximum three months and we’ll be back in the slums anyway. We always are.” Her hand flew up. A large hand caught her wrist before it reached my face. Alpha Creed. He’d moved so fast and so quietly I hadn’t even heard him close the distance. He held her wrist without squeezing, without drama, just held it and looked at her with the kind of calm that was somehow more frightening than anger.

Everyone says no one has ever seen an Alpha as devoted as Kane Walker. The Alpha of the Black Rock Pack. The heir to the Walker empire. The man every she-wolf envies me for. To the world, ours is the kind of love story people dream about. For three years, he has treated me like something precious. He remembers everything I like, shields me from every slight, and loves me so carefully that even I almost forgot the truth. No one knows that years ago, Kane Walker was the one who ruined me. He led the cruelty that drove me out of the Inter-Pack Academy and left scars I never truly healed from. Then, three years ago, at the Alliance Rite of Adulthood, he found me again. He looked at me onc

He stood like a man who had never once in his life needed anyone to stand beside him. I asked myself if I had spent months sleeping beside a stranger? “Valik.” My voice came out smaller than I wanted it to. “What is this? Why are they bowing to you? Why are they calling you Alpha?” He looked at me. Not unkindly, which somehow made it worse. “I lost my memories,” he said. “When rival Alphas attacked me, something in my mind broke. I didn’t know who I was when I wandered into this territory.”