Her Second Moon
After his fated mate died, Alpha Killian Thorne spent ten years resenting me.
I was the Omega healer he never chose—bound to him by duty, not love.
A substitute. A scar on a bond neither of us asked for.
No matter how deeply I healed his wounds, no matter how quietly I stayed by his side, all he ever said was:
“If you really want to please me, Clara… then disappear.”
But when death came charging, it wasn’t I who fell.
He did.
Bleeding out in my arms, Killian looked at me one last time and whispered:
“If only I’d never met you…”
At the funeral, his mother wept.
“He should’ve been with Selena. I never should’ve let him mate with you.”
His father’s glare cut through me.
“Killian saved you three times. Why wasn’t it you in that grave?”
Everyone regretted that he had bonded with me.
Even I did, too.
I was cast out of the pack with nothing—
No title.
No Luna severance.
No den to call my own.
And then… perhaps the Moon Goddess took pity on me.
She gave me one final chance to rewrite fate.
This time, I won’t beg for his love.
This time, I won’t tether him to pain.
This time, I’ll sever the bond before it begins—
Even if it shatters what’s left of me.