Isla Hart was nobody, Beta's rejected mate - a struggling model with a shattered past and a lost wolf. One devastating fire would change everything. Liam Lockwood, the most powerful Alpha in New York, rescues Isla from certain death. With a single kiss, he turns her world upside down. Suddenly, she's offered her dream modeling contract, thrust into a dangerous supernatural world where she has no wolf, no power, and everything to prove. Betrayed once before, Isla must fight to survive. Her ex-beta wants her back. The pack doubts her worth as their Luna. She is considered weakling Luna - in contrast to her powerful Alpha mate Liam Lockwood. But Isla isn't just a victim anymore. Using her sharp mind and unbreakable spirit, she'll challenge everything—pack rules, vampire threats, and her own broken history. From being a Rejected Beta's mate to becoming the powerful Alpha's Luna Queen, Isla's journey is about to begin. She'll become more than anyone ever expected—a Supermodel Luna Queen rising from the ashes.
Lihat lebih banyakIsla could feel the missing piece of her soul slowly sliding back into place, like a puzzle finding its perfect fit after years of searching.Her wolf was back. And nothing would ever be the same again.The moment Selena fully materialized, Isla felt a surge of emotions so intense it threatened to overwhelm her. Years of absence, of feeling incomplete, of living with a gaping spiritual wound - all of it dissolved in an instant. "Selena," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "I missed you. I missed you so much. You didn't have to do that that day."The memories came flooding back - that fateful day when she was 17, battling rouge wolves in a fight that seemed impossible to survive. She had been severely injured, blood pooling around her, death's cold fingers already beginning to grip her. And then Selena had done the unthinkable.In that moment of near-death, Selena had used every ounce of her spiritual energy, every drop of her essence to keep Isla alive. "Live, Isla. Liv
Ken intruppted Isla and said, "Stay here! I'll deliver the artifacts."Of course! Like they would let Isla to get out of the protected Beach house suit. Ken took the artifacts and tied to get out of the suit's door, but all of a sudden, he came flying back, falling on the floor. The tension was thick in the air as Ken stood trapped, the magical barriers preventing him from leaving Isla's side. The artifacts he was meant to deliver to Liam in his hands. The magic that bound him was intricate and powerful, a web of protection that kept him tethered to Isla, rendering him immobile.Isla paced the room, her mind racing. She understood now that the key to their freedom, to ending the war, lay in awakening her wolf Selena. For years, Selena had been dormant, a spirit locked away since that fateful day when Isla was 17. The wolf's absence had been more than just a physical loss; it was a spiritual wound that had haunted her for years.Miranda watched her carefully, concern etched across h
The battle raged on the beach, a chaotic dance of supernatural violence that seemed to defy logic. Each time Liam or one of the Lockwood alphas appeared to defeat a version of Darius, another would materialize, laughing with that bone-chilling, omnipresent sound that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once."He's not just creating illusions," Liam's thoughts crashed into Isla's mind. "These are fully corporeal duplicates. Each can fight, each can bleed."Isla gripped the balcony edge, watching her mate and his parents fight with increasing desperation. The pack's initial advantage had evaporated, replaced by confusion and mounting exhaustion. Wolves that had been fierce and coordinated were now reactive, constantly shifting to defend against attacks that could come from any direction."We can't win like this," Isla muttered.Taylor and Miranda exchanged a look—the kind of silent communication that spoke of years of shared experience. "We need to find another way," Taylor sa
The first wave of Darius's forces crashed against the Lockwood pack's defenses like a storm surge. From her vantage point, Isla watched in awe as the beach transformed into a battlefield of supernatural fury.Liam moved like living lightning in his wolf form. His strawberry-blonde fur gleamed with an almost metallic sheen as he launched into the attack, a blur of speed and devastating power.Where other wolves might tear and rip, Liam struck with surgical precision—each movement calculated to maximum effect. Rivals fell before him like wheat before a scythe, his massive wolf form cutting through the enemy ranks with terrifying efficiency.*"This is why they call him the most powerful Alpha-to-be,"* Taylor murmured beside Isla, her voice a mixture of pride and reverence.Angelina fought with a completely different style. Where Liam was a thunderstorm, she was a silent predator. Her silver-blonde wolf moved with cat-like grace, almost dancing between opponents. Each strike was elegant,
Isla leaned against the railing again, her attention drawn back to the beach below where a transformation was taking place. Pack members had begun to shift, their human forms dissolving in ripples of magic as wolf forms emerged in their place. The sight still fascinated her—the fluid transition between shapes that seemed both impossible and entirely natural.Her breath caught as she spotted Liam in the front line, his wolf form magnificent and commanding. His fur gleamed strawberry blonde in the strengthening dawn light, thick and lustrous. Even in this form, she would have recognized him anywhere. Beside him padded Maximilian, his wolf a deep, rich red that seemed to burn like living flame against the pale sand. And completing the leadership triad was Angelina, her silver-blonde fur shimmering with an almost ethereal quality.The three of them stood as a united front, facing the eastern horizon where Darius's forces would soon appear. Behind them, arranged in precise formation, were
The first hints of dawn had begun to streak the eastern sky, painting wispy clouds in delicate shades of pink and gold. Isla stood at the open-air balcony of the beach house suite, her hands resting on the silver railing as she watched the hypnotic rhythm of waves washing against the shore. The ocean stretched endlessly before her, its surface glittering with the dying moonlight, deceptively peaceful despite the approaching conflict.From this elevated vantage point, she had a perfect view of the expansive beach below, where the Lockwood pack had assembled in battle formation. The suite itself was nestled into the cliffside overlooking the bay—the pack's most defensible structure on the island and the designated safe house for those who would not participate in the coming fight.The wind carried the scent of salt and tension up to her, along with fragments of commands being issued below. Isla's senses, already heightened from the mating ceremony, seemed even more acute this morning.
The celebration that followed the binding ceremony transformed the Den from a sacred ritual space to a grand banquet hall. Pack members moved, rearranging the stone tiers into feasting tables while others brought forth platters laden with food and drink. The natural skylight above continued to channel the full moon's glow into the chamber, bathing everything in ethereal silver light that complemented the warm golden flicker of hundreds of candles.Isla's neck still tingled pleasantly where Liam's mark had been placed, a constant reminder of the profound connection they now shared. As the newly recognized Luna of the Lockwood pack, she found herself seated beside Liam at the head table positioned on the central dais—the very spot where, moments before, they had pledged their eternal bond to one another."How are you feeling?" Angelina asked, taking a seat across from them. The Alpha's wife—no, Isla corrected herself mentally, her mother-in-law now—looked radiant in her formal attire,
She turned to Liam first, producing a small ceremonial dagger from within the folds of her garments. The blade gleamed silver in the moonlight, its hilt adorned with symbols similar to those carved into the stone pillars."Speak your intent, Alpha Heir," Cordelia instructed.Liam rose from his throne, standing tall and proud before the assembly. When he spoke, his voice carried to every corner of the Den without effort."I, Liam Alexander Lockwood, choose Isla as my mate, my Luna, my heart's match," he declared. "I offer her my protection, my loyalty, my strength. I claim her as mine before the pack and before the Moon Goddess. What stands between us shall fall. What threatens her shall perish. What brings her joy shall be my purpose."He extended his palm toward Cordelia, who drew the dagger across it in one swift motion. Blood welled from the cut, dark against his skin in the dim light. Without hesitation, Liam closed his fist, allowing several drops to fall onto the stone between t
The Den fell into expectant silence as Liam approached the stone dais where Isla waited. His movements were fluid, purposeful—each step bringing him closer to the ceremony that would bind them not just as husband and wife, but as true mates in the eyes of the werewolf world. The candlelight caught the gleam of his eyes, revealing flecks of amber beginning to overtake the green—a sign of his wolf stirring close to the surface.As he reached the dais and took his place on the throne beside her, a low, rhythmic drumbeat began to echo through the chamber. Isla glanced up to see several pack members positioned on one of the upper tiers, their hands moving skillfully across stretched animal hides. "It begins," Liam murmured, his voice pitched low enough that only she could hear. "Are you nervous?""A little," Isla admitted, her fingers clutching the smooth stone armrests. "Day before yesterday I was a human bride. Yesterday I was found out I was pregnant. Today I'm becoming a werewolf Luna
Isla Hart stood in front of her bathroom mirror, frustration bubbling inside her like a pot about to boil over. “Why is it so hard to be a girl in this city?” she ranted to her reflection, her voice barely above a whisper.“And not just any girl—a wolf-less girl trying to make it in a world that doesn’t care.” She sighed, running her fingers through her tangled hair.The dark circles under her eyes were a testament to the sleepless nights she had endured, working non-stop for the last three days, posing for cameras that barely noticed her.She reached for her concealer, dabbing it under her eyes in a futile attempt to mask the exhaustion that clung to her like a shadow. “Three days of grueling shoots, and for what? A paycheck that never comes,” she muttered, her heart sinking. “Two months without a dime, and I’m still stuck in this mediocre modeling gig.”The thought of her dreams slipping away made her chest tighten. She had the looks and the drive, but without connections, privilege,...
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