(Daily Updates) Four years into their mating, Ava discovers the cruel truth. The child everyone calls Alpha Logan’s niece is actually his daughter, and the woman he claimed was only his sister has been his second mate all along. While he built a second family in secret, Ava was nothing more than the Luna kept in the dark. So, on the day Logan’s pack celebrates its greatest triumph, Ava shocks everyone by handing him an unbinding agreement. He believes she’ll come crawling back. Instead, the woman he underestimated reveals the power, wealth, and status she never needed to flaunt, leaving the Alpha who betrayed her with only one thing he can never reclaim— His Luna.
By the video from his so-called first love, showing them tangled together, she finally understood one thing. There was no point waiting for a man to turn back. She looked at the home she had built with all her effort. Leaving in a clean divorce? That would be too kind. She was never a self-sacrificing wife. If she was going to divorce, she would make sure she took back what she deserved—billions in compensation. After the divorce, she shone brilliantly. Suitors surrounded her endlessly, while he grew jealous and unhinged. One night, he got drunk and broke into her home, trying to kneel and beg for reconciliation. But someone else was already there. A man at the very top of the world stood beside her. A man who spoiled her beyond reason. A man who she loved with all her heart. Only then did he realize—he had completely lost the woman who once looked at him like he was everything.
"You don't need to worry about her. That weak, pathetic omega — no matter what I do to her, she'll never reject me. She'd never give up the mate bond." I heard him say it from fifteen feet away, through an open examination room door, while I was standing alone in the hallway holding my prenatal prescription slip. The paper crinkled where my fingers tightened around it. - The Moon Goddess gave me the Alpha I'd loved from across every room I'd never been important enough to stand in. I was grateful. I gave up my degree, my career, my body, my name — everything, to be the Luna that Frostmoon Pack needed. Ethan Stone gave me four years of silence. Then I saw him in a hospital corridor, one hand at the small of another she-wolf's back. She was pregnant. She asked him who I was. He said: I don't know her. Why would I know someone like that. So I stopped waiting to be chosen. I had my puppy and left him. Five years later, I came back. Now I'm the woman every room turns for. My name opens doors his money can't. The men who want me are lining up — and Ethan Stone is destroying every single one of them. "We never severed the bond. You are still my Luna. And if you think I'm going to stand here and watch you take another man's mark — you don't know me at all."
In her past life, she was framed by her scumbag ex and stepsister, destroyed in reputation, abandoned by everyone, and died with endless resentment. Reborn, she kicked the scumbag away and married a cold, paranoid, disabled tycoon. Everyone thought she would be tortured to death within three months. But the tycoon doted on her like a princess, fiercely protecting her and cruelly defeating those who wronged her. The world sneered: “He’s in a wheelchair all year—he can’t possibly make her happy.” The tycoon stood up gracefully: “Who said I can’t?” She secretly rubbed her waist, begging softly: “Honey, can I take a day off tonight…”
Willow Thornecrest stood outside the Moon Bond Registry for the third time, waiting to register her marriage to Alpha Heir Seth Fenrath. For the third time, he never came. Instead, he was with another woman. After seven years of loving Seth, defending him, and believing every promise he made, Willow finally realized the truth. No matter how much she gave him, she would never be his first choice. So she stopped waiting. Rather than calling her fiancé, Willow made a call that shook the werewolf world. "Alpha Marcellan, would you be interested in stealing another Alpha's Luna?" The powerful Alpha on the other end of the line was silent for a moment before replying, "I don't steal what's already mine." Everyone knew Alpha Randon Marcellan. Untouchable ruler of one of the strongest packs. The feared Alpha whose name alone could silence a room. A man who never broke a promise. What nobody knew was why such a powerful Alpha suddenly agreed to marry a woman abandoned by another man. While Willow quietly ended her engagement and prepared to start over, Seth remained confident she would always come back. She had loved him for years. How could she leave? Then the woman who’d chased him walked in standing beside another Alpha. The woman who had waited for him was wearing another man's mark. And the marriage certificate he thought would always belong to him bore a different name. Suddenly, he wanted her back. He dropped the excuses. Dropped the pride. And even abandoned the woman he’d chosen over Willow. "Willow," he said, voice desperate, "come back to me." She smiled and slipped her hand into Alpha Marcellan's. "Sorry. You should have arrived three promises ago." Now, one Alpha fights to reclaim the Luna lost and another refuses to let her go. Willow has to decide: does love deserve a second chance or do some regrets deserve to last forever?
She hasn't spoken in thirteen years. Tonight, everything she has been hiding from finds her anyway. Ayla has survived by staying invisible. No wolf. No voice. No place in the pack that took her in after her family was destroyed. She kept her head down, stayed out of the way, and asked for nothing from anyone. It worked. Until the night of her eighteenth birthday changed everything. Her wolf awakens — sharp, sarcastic, and completely unimpressed with the situation. Her first shift happens alone in the snow, the way every important moment in her life has happened. And when she returns to the packhouse, three scents wrap around her like chains she didn't agree to wear. Three doors. Three bonds. Three mates. Kael — cold, commanding, already certain the world bends to him. Ryker — dangerous, sharp-tongued, and the one who told her to find somewhere else to sleep just hours ago. Soren — quiet, watchful, and somehow the most unsettling of the three. The future Alpha, Beta, and Delta of the pack. The last wolves on earth she would have chosen. Ayla felt the bond. She understood exactly what it meant. And she made the only decision that made sense. She ran. But all three of them have her scent now. And they are already coming. She survived thirteen years of silence. Surviving them is going to be something else entirely....
