Sixteen-year-old Seraphina Gray thought her life would change forever when she turned eighteen and found her fated mate. As the Alpha’s destined Luna, she’d always believed in the sacred bond that tied werewolves together. But when Alpha Kael Ashford, the cold and ruthless leader of the Silver Moon Pack, rejects her in front of the entire pack, Seraphina’s world shatters. Humiliated and heartbroken, Seraphina flees, seeking solace in the mysterious woods that border her territory. There, she stumbles upon an ancient power that awakens a side of her she never knew existed—a side that makes her more powerful than any Alpha. As Kael battles his own demons and realizes too late the weight of his rejection, a dangerous war brews between packs, with Seraphina caught in the crossfire. Forced to choose between revenge and redemption, Seraphina must decide if she can forgive the boy who broke her or forge a new path—one where she rules not as a Luna but as a queen. In a world where bonds can break but scars remain, will love find its way back, or will the pain of rejection become eternal
Lihat lebih banyakThe full moon hung high in the ink-black sky, casting an eerie glow over the gathering crowd. The air in Crescent Falls was electric, buzzing with anticipation. Tonight was the Alpha’s annual gathering a celebration of pack unity, power, and tradition. But for Seraphina Gray, tonight was more than that. It was the night everything was supposed to change.
Her heart pounded as she stood in the centre of the Silver Moon Pack’s grand courtyard, her breath visible in the crisp air. She adjusted her dress a flowing silver gown that hugged her curves and tried to steady her nerves. The murmurs of the pack surrounded her like a tide, threatening to pull her under. They all knew why she was here, why she was glowing with nervous energy.
She was turning eighteen. Tonight, the mate bond would activate, and fate would reveal her other half.
She scanned the crowd, searching for him. Alpha Kael Ashford.
He stood near the grand bonfire, his commanding presence drawing every eye in the crowd. The firelight danced across his sharp jawline and the faint scar cutting through his left eyebrow. His black suit fit him like a second skin, exuding dominance and authority. Kael wasn’t just the Alpha; he was the Alpha. Ruthless, powerful, and utterly unattainable.
Except tonight, he was supposed to be hers.
Seraphina swallowed hard. She had waited years for this moment, had dreamed of the day the bond would snap into place, tying her to him for eternity. The stories of fated mates—the unbreakable connection, the overwhelming love—had been her guiding light. And though Kael was cold and distant, she believed that the bond would soften him, reveal the man hidden beneath the armour.
As Kael’s piercing grey eyes locked onto hers, her breath hitched. The world seemed to slow, the crowd fading into the background.
It was happening.
The mate bond surged through her veins like a lightning bolt, setting every nerve alight. Her wolf howled in joy, and tears pricked the corners of her eyes. She could feel the pull, the magnetic force drawing her toward him.
“Kael,” she whispered, her voice trembling as she stepped forward.
But his expression didn’t soften. If anything, his eyes grew colder, his jaw tightening. He raised a hand, silencing the murmurs of the pack.
“I know why you’re here, Seraphina,” he said, his voice like steel.
Her heart soared at the sound of her name on his lips, but the cold edge in his tone sent a shiver down her spine.
He stepped closer, towering over her. The space between them felt like an abyss.
“Fate,” he began, his voice carrying over the silent crowd, “has deemed us mates.”
Seraphina’s lips parted in a tentative smile, her heart hammering in anticipation.
“But,” he continued, his voice sharp enough to cut, “I reject you.”
The words hit her like a physical blow, knocking the air from her lungs.
“What? What do you mean?” she breathed, barely able to process what she had just heard.
“I, Kael Ashford, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Seraphina Gray, as my mate.”
Gasps rippled through the crowd. Her legs wobbled, threatening to give out beneath her. This wasn’t happening. This couldn’t be happening.
“Wait! Why?” she choked out, her voice breaking. “Why would you do this? Why would you suddenly reject me?”
Kael’s eyes burned into hers, unrelenting and merciless. “You’re weak, Seraphina. A Luna needs to be strong, capable of standing beside an Alpha. You’re... ordinary.”
His words were daggers, each one sinking deeper into her chest. The pack’s whispers grew louder, a cacophony of judgment and pity. Her vision blurred with tears, but she refused to let them fall.
“You don’t even know me,” she whispered, her voice trembling with anger and heartbreak.
“I know enough,” he replied coldly. “This pack deserves a Luna worthy of its strength, not a girl who clings to fairy tales about fate.”
The crowd erupted into murmurs, some shocked, others agreeing with their Alpha. Seraphina’s fists clenched at her sides. Her wolf growled, furious at the rejection, but she forced herself to stand tall.
“If I’m so weak,” she said, her voice rising despite the lump in her throat, “why not give me a chance to prove you wrong?”
Kael stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over her. “You think strength is something you can prove? Strength is innate. It’s earned through battle, through blood, not by pleading for validation.”
His words were venom, but beneath the icy exterior, Seraphina caught a flicker of something else, regret? Pain? It was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by his cold mask.
“But” Saphrina said
“Enough,” he said, turning his back to her. “This conversation is over.”
The finality in his tone was like a door slamming shut. Seraphina stood frozen, the weight of his rejection pressing down on her chest like a boulder. She wanted to scream, to lash out, to make him see her worth, but the words wouldn’t come.
Instead, she turned on her heel and ran.
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The woods swallowed her whole, their dark embrace a welcome refuge from the prying eyes of the pack. Tears streamed down her face as she stumbled through the underbrush, her breath ragged.
“Stupid,” she muttered to herself. “How could you be so stupid?”
Her wolf whimpered in her mind, mourning the severed bond. The pain was unbearable, like a piece of her soul had been ripped away.
She didn’t stop running until she reached a clearing, the moonlight bathing the ancient stones in a ghostly glow. Her chest heaved as she collapsed to her knees, the sobs she had been holding back finally breaking free.
“Why?” she cried, her voice echoing in the silence. “Why wasn’t I enough?”
The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a strange energy that pricked her skin. Seraphina looked up, her tears blurring her vision. In the centre of the clearing stood a stone pedestal, its surface etched with runes that seemed to pulse with light.
Drawn by an unseen force, she rose to her feet and approached the pedestal. Her fingers brushed the surface, and a jolt of energy shot through her, igniting her veins with fire.
Her wolf stirred, alert and wary. What is this?
The runes flared brighter, and a voice ancient and powerful whispered in her mind.
“You are not weak, child,” it said, sending chills down her spine. “You are chosen.”
Seraphina’s heart raced as the pedestal’s light engulfed her, wrapping her in warmth and power. Images flashed through her mind wolves battling in the moonlight, a crown of silver resting on her head, Kael kneeling before her.
The light faded, leaving her breathless and trembling. She looked down at her hands, which now glowed faintly with the same runic light.
“What’s happening to me?” she whispered, her voice shaking.
Before she could process what she had just experienced, a low growl echoed through the clearing.
Her head snapped up, and her heart leapt into her throat.
Kael stood at the edge of the clearing, his eyes wide with shock and something he couldn’t quite place.
“Seraphina,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “What have you done?.......”
The wind howled through the dense forest, rustling the trees as dawn broke over the horizon. The sky bled shades of orange and pink, casting a golden glow over the dewdrops clinging to the grass.Seraphina sat by the riverbank, her knees drawn to her chest, watching the water ripple against the stones. Her fingers absently traced the curve of her stomach, a slow, steady smile forming on her lips.She had felt it—faint but unmistakable.Life.Her pup.Their pup.Kael’s scent drifted toward her before she heard his footsteps. He was cautious, quiet, still not used to approaching her without expecting a fight. But this was different.She turned before he could speak, her golden eyes locking onto his.Kael froze. “You’re smiling.” His voice was wary, laced with disbelief.Seraphina exhaled a soft laugh, shaking her head. “That’s a normal thing, you know.”Kael arched a brow. “Not for you.”Her smile widened. “Maybe that’s changing.”Something in his expression shifted—uncertainty melting
The forest was alive with whispers.The wind rustled through the trees, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant rain. My breath came fast, my pulse still erratic from our escape. Every step sent a sharp ache through my ribs, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop.Kael moved beside me, his presence steady, his gaze sharp. He didn’t speak, but I could feel the weight of his thoughts pressing between us.We had escaped Varian. For now. But that didn’t mean we were safe.I glanced at Kael, his face half-lit by the rising sun. His jaw was tight, his movements tense. He wasn’t used to running—at least, not like this.“We need to find shelter,” he said finally, breaking the silence.I frowned. “Shelter? You realize we don’t have the luxury of stopping, right?”“You’re injured.”“I’m fine.”He shot me a look. “You were half-conscious five minutes ago.”I rolled my eyes. “I was dramatic five minutes ago.”Kael exhaled sharply, muttering something under his breath. “Stubborn.”I smirked. “You j
The first thing I noticed was the cold.It seeped into my bones, numbing the pain in my side where Kael’s blade had struck. My wrists ached from the silver shackles, burning against my skin. My head throbbed from whatever magic had knocked me out.But I was alive.Unfortunate for them.I cracked my eyes open, blinking against the dim torchlight. The stone walls around me were damp, lined with old runes that pulsed faintly. A prison.Footsteps echoed.I turned my head, forcing myself to stay still as the cell door creaked open.Kael stepped inside first. Behind him, Varian followed, moving like a king surveying his kingdom. His sharp, golden eyes locked onto me, filled with something dangerous.“You don’t look as dead as I expected,” Varian mused.I bared my teeth. “Disappointed?”Kael exhaled, rubbing the bridge of his nose like he had a headache. “Can we skip the part where you antagonize the person who holds your life in his hands?”I grinned. “Where’s the fun in that?”Varian chuckl
---Seraphina’s POVThe corridor was cold, damp, and far too quiet. My breath came in short bursts, my body screaming in protest with every step. But I moved, ignoring the sharp throb in my side. Mara was right behind me, her footsteps light but hurried.Kael led the way, moving like a shadow—quick, precise, eerily calm. He knew exactly where we were going. That should have reassured me. It didn’t.Mara leaned in, her voice barely a whisper. “Tell me again why we’re not stabbing him and running?”Kael didn’t even bother looking back. “Because I have the keys, and you don’t.”Mara made a face. “Smug bastard.”“Yeah,” I muttered. “That’s his whole thing.”Kael suddenly halted, pressing a hand to my stomach to stop me. Pain flared through my ribs, sharp enough to make me suck in a breath. He glanced at me—too quickly, too full of something dangerously close to concern—before shifting his attention forward.“Guards,” he murmured.Mara tensed. “How many?”“Two. Armed.”I exhaled through my
SeraphinaPain.That was the first thing I registered when I surfaced from the darkness. A deep, burning agony in my side, pulsing with every shallow breath I took. It was a constant, throbbing ache, reminding me that I was still alive. Unfortunately.The second thing was voices. Low, distant murmurs threading through my hazy thoughts.“…should have been more careful.”“I got the shot in, didn’t I?”“You nearly killed her.”“She’ll live.”Their words floated around me, barely registering through the fog of pain and exhaustion. My head lolled to the side, and I forced my eyes open, blinking against the dim torchlight. The room was blurry at first—just dark stone walls, shadows flickering across the damp floor.I shifted, or tried to. Something heavy and cold bit into my wrists and ankles. Chains.Well, that wasn’t good.I exhaled sharply, my throat dry and raw. “If you’re done talking about me like I’m not here, maybe one of you could be polite enough to tell me where the hell I am?”T
---“You’re bleeding.”I blinked, my vision still swimming from the exhaustion. Luca’s face hovered in front of mine, his brows furrowed.“It’s not my blood,” I muttered, wiping at my forehead and smearing more of the crimson mess across my skin.Mara snorted. “Yeah, that’s comforting.”Luca didn’t look amused. “You need to rest.”“I need to get out of here,” I shot back. “Then I’ll rest.”His jaw clenched. “Seraphina—”“Don’t start.” I pushed past him, ignoring the way my limbs screamed in protest. The Raven Clan was still behind us, and standing around debating my health wasn’t going to keep us alive.We moved in silence, our steps quick but cautious as we wove through the thick forest. The sounds of pursuit had faded, but that meant nothing. The Raven Clan didn’t make mistakes. If they weren’t right on our heels, it was because they wanted us to think we were safe.And I wasn’t about to fall for it.“Do you think they’ve given up?” Mara asked quietly.I scoffed. “Have they ever giv
She walked with them as they stepped outside. Seraphina’s vision blurred as the adrenaline that had fueled her through the fight began to drain from her body. The cool night air was a shock to her system, and the faint scent of damp earth and smoke filled her lungs. The battle had ended, but her own war was far from over.Luca didn’t slow down. His grip on her was firm, and though she was barely conscious, she could feel his resolve. He wasn’t going to let her fall behind, not now, not when they were so close to freedom. He kept moving, his warriors at his side, sweeping the area as they made their way toward the hidden exit from the compound.“I’m sorry, Luna,” Mara’s voice came from beside them, soft but filled with concern. “We didn’t—”“Don’t apologize,” Seraphina cut her off, her voice hoarse. “You did your part. All of you did.”Luca’s pace quickened. The sound of pursuit wasn’t far behind, but he was determined to get them out of the Raven Clan's grasp. The distant echoes of th
“We need to move,” she said, her tone urgent. She looked at the wounded scouts. “Can you fight?”One of the scouts, a woman named Mara, nodded, her face grim but resolute. “We’ll follow your lead, Luna.”Seraphina nodded once, then turned to the rest of her team. “We’re heading for the exit. Keep your eyes open. The Raven Clan won’t just let us walk out of here.”They moved quickly through the hallways, but the further they went, the more the tension in the air thickened. The sound of distant shouting reached their ears—someone had discovered the break-in."Stay close!" Seraphina commanded, her voice firm. “We’re not out of this yet.”Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the corridors, followed by the rapid pounding of feet. More guards were coming.Seraphina’s warriors formed a defensive line in front of her, weapons drawn, ready for the fight. She could feel the pressure mounting, but she refused to let it show. Not now. Not when they were so close.“Luna, we can’t keep them at bay
Luca’s eyes narrowed as he weighed the situation. "We can't just rush in blindly, Seraphina. The mountains are treacherous, and if the Raven Clan has set up defenses—""We don’t have time for caution," Seraphina interrupted, her voice low and sharp. "Those scouts are counting on us. Every minute we waste, they’re one step closer to death."Luca clenched his jaw but didn’t argue. He understood the urgency just as well as she did. “Fine,” he said. “We’ll go in prepared. But we need reinforcements. And a strategy.”“I’ll lead a smaller group,” Seraphina suggested, her eyes flashing with determination. “We’ll move quickly, hit them hard. You stay back with the main force. If anything goes wrong, we’ll need you to coordinate the backup.”Luca hesitated for a moment, clearly torn. But in the end, he nodded. “I don’t like it, but I know you won’t back down.” He placed a hand on her shoulder, his grip firm, his gaze unwavering. “Just come back to me.”Seraphina looked up at him, her expressio
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