

My Alpha, Lucas Belville, is extremely possessive. We've been mates for seven years, and he tells me the same thing all the time. "You're a treasure that the Moon Goddess bestowed upon me. I want to hide you away if I can. I don't want anyone else to see you." It's why he never brings me to any pack meetings and forbids me from appearing in his social circle. In the past, I believe that this is Lucas' way of expressing his love for me. But everything changes when I accidentally stumble across his secretive, alternate account one day. Lucas has uploaded over 600 posts over the course of three years. Another she-wolf, Maria Anderson, is featured in every single post. They walk along the snowy plains in the north, exchange vows in the temple of the Moon Goddess, and indulge in wine and merriment during pack festivals. Although I'm Lucas' mate, I've never appeared in any of his photos. Lucas' latest post is an intimate photo of him and Maria. In the photo, he's leaning his head down and kissing her. Maria is wearing a moonstone necklace that identifies her as the Luna of the pack. The caption reads, "To love someone is to let the entire world know that she belongs to me." Excruciating pain lances through my chest. My wolf whines in despair. It turns out that Lucas isn't hiding me away because he's scared of losing me. It's just that he has never once considered acknowledging my existence. I close the page, wipe my tears, and book a plane ticket to the south. Since Lucas is unwilling to announce me as his mate, it's up to me to tell everyone that I no longer belong to him.

She reached out for help — and all three of her Alphas swam right past her, straight to another woman. Riley, eighteen, was once the girl three powerful Alphas fought over — her fiancé Chase, her childhood friend Mark, her stepbrother Ethan. Everyone assumed she'd choose one of them as her fated mate. Then a sweet-faced Omega named Chloe appeared, and everything changed. They shattered their blood bond with her, chained her in a dungeon as a living ""blood bag,"" and drained her veins with a syringe — all to heal Chloe's face. To everyone, she was nothing but a ""wolf-less freak."" Until the Blood Moon rose. The Moon Spirit, asleep for ten thousand years, awakened inside her — revealing that Riley was the true Lycan Queen, the one who reigns above every Alpha. On the night her silver hair blazed to life, the whole hall knelt at her feet. She left them just one line: ""None of you. I choose no one."" She turned away, took the Blood Moon Crown, and married the empire's most powerful ruler — Alex Reed, the cursed Lycan King who'd worn a silver muzzle for ten years, a beast who'd endure a thousand needles through his heart before ever hurting her. She purged his Godslayer curse with her sacred blood; he burned her enemies to ash with royal flame. When the three men who betrayed her crawled back begging, when the truth of the Omega's every crime came to light — their Blood Moon wedding became her most breathtaking reckoning. From a discarded girl trampled into the mud, to a goddess ruling the world beside her King. This time, they kneel and look up at her.

"When the bells for our bonding ceremony tolled, my mate, Alpha Killian, was nowhere to be found. Before I could question his absence, a video from my mother appeared in the family group chat. In the video, Killian was on one knee in the banquet hall next door, slipping the Celestine Ring, the ultimate symbol of a Luna's status, onto my twin sister Daisy's finger. The Pack cheered, and my father stood beside them with a proud expression. Daisy leaned on Killian's shoulder, sobbing, while he gently patted her back as if she were his bride. I gathered the hem of my gown, about to rush over and demand an explanation, but my mother's Mind-link slammed into my thoughts. ""Freya, Daisy is your sister. She's always been frail; she could never keep up with you. Just give her your place this time."" With a trembling voice, I demanded, ""Why did you all hide this from me?"" ""Because you've always fought with Daisy. If we had told you, you would have made a scene. What if her wolfsbane poisoning flared up again?"" ""Your wolf is strong. You can always have another ceremony."" ""We're all family. Don't make this ugly over something so trivial."" My head spun, and I could not utter a single word. It turned out my mate and the Luna title were not the only things they could casually give away. They could just as easily discard me without a second thought. If that was how it was going to be, then so be it. From this moment on, I was done with this pack. "

Aria was the beloved heir, but on her birthday, she was abandoned by her two Alpha fiancés, Adrian and Julian. The scheming maid Selena took her place, using a potion to fake a mate bond and steal their trust. Drowned, forgotten on her birthday, even wounded by their own hands — Aria's heart turned to ice. Just as everyone thought she would submit, she declared: ""I will marry Damien, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack!"" The new engagement freed her and brought her a powerful guardian. When the truth was revealed, the regretful Alphas realized they had lost Aria forever—she was now the Luna of another pack.

My mother was the Chosen Luna—the one who once conquered three powerful Alphas. When her mission was done, she vanished from this world, leaving behind only me, and the three Alphas who had once loved her with everything they had. My first father, Alpha Jeff Tanners, ruled the Silver Moon Pack—rich enough to buy half the continent. My second father, Alpha Kael Grey, commanded all the warriors of the Northern Alliance. My third father, Alpha Bran Theron, held every medical resource wolves and humans depended on. For eighteen years, I was their cherished little princess. Whatever I wanted, they gave—no questions, no hesitation. Until they brought home that girl—a fragile orphan named Arie Ryker. From that day on, everything changed. She told them I called her a filthy stray, unworthy of our pack. She said I led the young wolves at school to bully her. She said I tampered with her performance costume, that I caused her allergy, that I made her faint on stage. And they believed her. They stopped believing me. The ninety-ninth time they chose her over me, when they shouted, "Don't come back again!", I didn't argue. I just picked up my luggage and left. They thought I'd come running home like before—that my disappearance was just another way to make them see me. But when they found out I had left the pack for good, that my identity had been erased, that I could no longer be found, the three mighty Alphas finally broke.

"""Schedule the procedure for tomorrow,"" I told my healer. ""I don't want this pup."" On the day of my marking ceremony, my fated mate was caught in bed with my sister, and the whole pack laughed at me. Then Alpha Nate Hyland stepped forward and marked me in front of everyone. They called him my savior. For four years, I believed them. I gave up my guild for him and turned his collapsing pack into a power in the South. Through IVF, I finally got pregnant. He kissed my belly and called our pup a gift from the Moon Goddess. Then I overheard him talking to his Beta. He had switched the eggs. The pup inside me was my sister's. Once it was born, he would hand it to her and tell me it was stillborn. ""She's just an abandoned Omega. Staying with her is compensation enough."" So I ended the pregnancy. I drank a potion to shatter our mind-link, filed to break the bond, and disappeared. He screamed my name through the dying link. My family swore I would regret it. None of them ever asked where I came from. Then the Luna Queen of the North stood in front of the whole banquet hall and called me her lost daughter. The Omega they had used was a princess. Now every one of them would pay."

For seven years in a row, the Moon Goddess chose me to serve as the Saintess of the Silver Moon Pack. And every year, my mate-to-be, Alpha Kael Ashborne, handed the title to my adopted sister, Rosalie. "Rosalie is an Omega. She needs the position if she is ever going to earn the pack's respect." "I promise, Elara. Next year, the title will be yours." My mother baked Rosalie a cake to celebrate and dressed her in a one-of-a-kind gown sewn with moonstones. My father watched me as though he expected trouble, then let out a weary sigh. "Elara, could you try being generous for once and stop making a scene?" A bitter smile tugged at my lips. They had no idea why I had fought so hard for the Saintess title for seven years. I had Wolf Soul Decay Syndrome, and only the Silver Spring water reserved for the Saintess could save me. And now, I had only one month left to live. I no longer cried or argued. I simply nodded and agreed to everything they asked. They thought I had finally grown up. They thought I had learned to put Rosalie first. What they did not know was that I would soon be gone for good.

After a mysterious one-night encounter at the Sacred Temple, Princess Skyler of the Midnight Lake Tribe finds herself pregnant and is forced to marry Prince Cole of Aetherland. What she doesn’t know is that three Alpha triplets shared her bed that night… and all of them could be the father of her baby.

Mona, the most powerful Dark Witch in the kingdom, falls for a human princess named Alina and is determined to marry her, but Alina is already betrothed to a handsome prince and hates Mona, only seeing her as a monster. But Mona is willing to risk war to win Alina’s heart, and a turn of events could reshape Alina’s hatred into something more romantic.

Nine months pregnant with the heir to the Moonscar Pack, I was locked away by my own fated mate—imprisoned in a silver-lined cell beneath the Pack's Healing Sanctum and injected with Wolfsbane Suppressant to seal my wolf blood. Why? Because his former lover, Vera, was giving birth the same day, and the Blood Moon Oath decreed only the true-blooded firstborn son could inherit the wealth of Silvermoon Valley. I screamed in agony and begged him to take me to a hospital. Instead, he seized me by the throat. "Stop pretending," he snarled. "You just want to steal the inheritance from Vera's child." I whispered through the pain, "The baby is coming... I don't want the inheritance. I just want our child to live." He walked away — and stood outside Vera's birthing chamber all night, waiting for their heir to be born. Only after cradling Vera's newborn son did he finally remember I existed. He sent his Beta to release me. But when the call came, Marco's voice was shaking. "Alpha... Luna Ariana and the baby... they're gone." In that instant, Alpha Kane Morgansire shattered.