Redo Of A Healer

“I would protect my mate,” Kael snarled, his eyes bleeding into the dark amber of his wolf as he faced the throne. “From anyone. Including you.” @@@@@ Elara is a lowly healer in the Silver Stone Pack, treated as an outcast and forced to survive in the shadows until a chance encounter with a deadly shadow bear changes everything. Kael is a cold, lethal Prince of the Shifters, a "grumpy" royal who never expected his fated mate to be a runaway healer with a heart of gold and a past full of secrets. When Kael is sent to hunt a female, he finds Elara, the one woman who dares to challenge his iron-willed authority. As they are forced into close quarters, the sparks between Elara’s sunshine and Kael’s storm become undeniable. But with pack betrayals and a royal father standing in their way, their bond is a death sentence. Will Kael defy his crown to claim his mate, or will the shadows of Elara’s past consume them both?

On the day of the marking ceremony, Sabrina Carter returned to the pack. My fated mate and my childhood friend both abandoned me at the same time to welcome her. "Nicole, we can redo the ceremony another day." "Sabrina needs us more right now." After saying that, they turned and walked away without a single glance back. The two men who once swore they loved me turned my most anticipated wedding into a public joke. I stood there alone while everyone pointed, whispered, and laughed. Then, Sabrina posted a photo on Instagram, showing off how she was being doted on by both the pack Alpha and Beta. Every call I made to the two men was rejected again and again. In the photo, the ring that symbolized the Luna was on her finger. And Charlie Spencer had fastened the moonstone protection necklace, the one meant for me, around her neck instead. That was the moment something inside me finally broke for good. I bought a bond severing potion. I was done holding on. I was going to sever my mate bond with Joshua Ford.

Rylah was born, fated to destroy the silverfang pack hence they tried to kill her first. Betrayed, sealed, branded wolfless, and left for dead, she vanished. Ten years later, she returns as a renowned healer with a hidden past and a single goal, vengeance. Her every step calculated to reclaim the alpha throne stolen from her.

She was an orphan and treated ill by her previous pack but chosen by the Bad Alpha to be a slave in his pack. She had her first shift and the Alpha realized that she is his mate. He was a demon who wanted to break her, but she was the healer who fixed his broken heart. In this battle of love and desire, who will win?

Rejected by her fated mate and traded like cattle to the feared Alpha Damon, orphaned healer Maya thought her life was over. But the Cursed Alpha—whose mates all die within a year—might be her salvation or her doom. Can their forbidden love break a generations-old curse, or will Maya become another casualty of the Bloodmoon legacy?

I had just walked out of the Pack Healer's cabin, clutching the crumpled paper of my official pregnancy report, when I refreshed my social media feed. An anonymous post on the local pack forum caught my eye. "I've been sleeping with the Alpha for a while now, and I just found out I'm pregnant. But his Luna is knocked up too, and she's months ahead of me. I hate the idea of him having a pup with someone else. I want to carry his firstborn. How can I make him force his mate to get rid of it?" The comments section was flooded with curses and insults calling the poster a home-wrecker. But the original poster had liked one particularly vicious comment. "That's easy. Tell the Alpha that his Luna is too weak and that she is carrying an abomination corrupted by wolfsbane. Tell him it will be a stillborn anyway." I usually just lurked in these threads, but my wolf, Selene, growled within me. My fingers flew across the screen as I replied. "Aren't you afraid of the Moon Goddess's wrath for defying Her will like this?" The moment I hit send, my mate Kael, the Alpha of the Starlight Pack, walked up to me. He was holding a forged diagnosis report from the Healer, his face a mask of pained hesitation. "Seraphina," he said, his voice trembling. " The Healer says our pup's soul is fragmented. It has been judged as a stillborn. For your safety, we have to terminate the pregnancy immediately." He took a breath, looking deep into my eyes. "I have already made the arrangements. Tomorrow, before the Moon Goddess's altar, I will supervise the surgery personally to ensure your absolute safety."

My mate, Xander Smith, falls into the Red Moon pack's fire trap when he's out. I'm burned, heavily injured, and rendered unconscious while saving him. When I blearily come to in the clinic, I hear him tell the healer to kill my wolf. "Are you sure? Ophelia bore your heir. How can you hurt her wolf?" The healer's hand trembles as he clutches a silver needle. He's unwilling to be so cruel to me. However, Xander says firmly, "Dahlia is back, and I want her to attend the appointment ceremony as the mother of my heir. The only way to stop Ophelia from fighting Dahlia for this is by making her as weak as an Omega. "Dahlia has already been banished from the Red Moon pack after losing her mate. I can't let the werewolves in the New Moon pack scorn her. As for Ophelia… she'll forever be my Luna." I clench my fists and squeeze my eyes shut. My love for him dies as my wolf does. Since Xander insists on giving another woman a place in his life, it's time for me to take my leave.

"I break every tie I have with you today, Isabella. Go and never return!” Isabella Moonfall was accused, cast out of her pack and left for dead. Years later, she comes back as a healer and walks straight into another accusation—and a prophecy that makes her son a target. Now hunted by rival Alphas and betrayed from within, she must survive long enough to uncover the truth and protect her children.

Ravina, the only female warrior of the Shadowfang Pack, has fought tirelessly to earn her place. But on the night she loses her wolf and collapses at the border, everything she has fought for shatters. She returns home to find her mate—her pack’s future Alpha—holding her sister’s hand. Damon tells her that Amira, her ailing sister, has one final wish: to be his mate and Luna before she dies. And after her death? Ravina can have him back. Betrayed and cast aside, Ravina refuses to sit back and accept her fate. Desperate for a solution, she embarks on a journey to find a healer who might save her sister—if only to take back control of her own destiny. But the healer lives in a rival pack’s territory, a pack that does not trust outsiders. When she arrives, she comes face-to-face with Alpha Alaric, a ruthless leader who stirs something deep inside her. Alaric recognizes her immediately. She is his mate. But Ravina, broken and guarded, does not return the recognition. Worse, she has lost her wolf, her strongest ally. Alaric is determined to keep her close, offering her a place among his warriors. Yet she resists him at every turn, hiding pain behind cold indifference.

“He rejected me in front of the entire pack… because she stole my scent.” Nobody wants a rejected Omega. Ayla Riverwinddoesn’t care anymore. She's done waiting for fate. As Northmoon Pack’s healer, she’s content in the shadows—until the day her world burns. Her best friend, ‘Cassia’, uses forbidden scentbinding magic to steal Ayla’s identity and claim her mate—high-ranking Alpha ‘Darius’—as her own. Publicly rejected, shackled in silver, and tortured with wolfsbane, Ayla is cast into a dungeon and marked feral. The rejection was meant to break her. Instead, it awakens something ancient inside her. When she escapes into the Outlands, Ayla meets ‘Rylan Stormblade’—a rogue healer with secrets carved into his skin and knowledge of a lost ritual that may restore her scent... or kill her. But Ayla’s scent is no longer just hers. It burns through the bond realm, ripping through the senses of one wolf in particular—’Kael Valerius’, the Alpha King. His wolf goes feral when her scent touches the wind, but he already has a Luna. Now hunted by Alphas who want her dead, claimed by a King she doesn’t trust, and stalked by a prophecy that says “the next Luna will break the throne or bless it”, Ayla must rise—not as someone’s mate…but as the Luna they tried to erase.