"Do you want revenge? I can help you get revenge," He said. And in that instant, my wolf yipped. "Mate!" **** Evelyn Newmoon has had the worst luck in life. Her mother died when she was just a child leaving her at the mercy of her brutal father and step-siblings. The day she turns eighteen, she meets her mate at the scene of a car crash where he dies. For her father's selfish reasons, she is married off to Alpha Cyrus Mathers, a man renowned for his kindness and strength. But Cyrus is kind to everyone but her. He hurts her, favors his mistress over her, and has her thrown in prison the day she loses their baby. Now, Evelyn is at her lowest, tired and miserable but fate provides her a powerful second chance mate who wants to bring down Cyrus. And she will do anything to get her revenge.
View MoreGaiusEvery step Raven and I took was deliberate. We moved in silence as we approached the secluded location of the Shadow’s grand gathering.The intel we got was just enough to confirm Cyrus’s presence and the purpose of the meeting. The rogues were gathering to swear loyalty to their new “Supreme Alpha” and witness the unveiling of his latest weapon.Raven walked ahead of me, her features covered by the hood of her cloak. “This isn’t just a meeting,” Raven whispered as we neared the clearing. “It’s a show of power. Cyrus wants to remind them why they follow him.”I nodded, adjusting the mask covering my face. “Then we’ll make sure we see everything,” I said, my voice low.The clearing came into view suddenly. The rogues had gathered in a makeshift amphitheater carved into the earth, a steep circle of jagged rocks surrounding a central stage. We slipped into the crowd unnoticed, our disguises blending with the rogues around us. The sounds of murmured conversations and the occ
EvelynThe house was quiet.It was the kind of calm that should have been soothing but instead made me uneasy.I sat at the dining table, stirring my tea until the liquid had cooled to the point I felt it was undrinkable no more.My mind churned with the thoughts of Gaius’s mission preparations, Raven’s lead, and the decisions we had to make. Just knowing that Cyrus was still out there, regrouping, left a constant ache in my chest. My wolf stirred uneasily.A knock came at the front door, the sound startled me enough as the spoon from my hand jolted. Grace appeared moments later, holding a pale envelope. She had an unreadable expression written on her face.“This just arrived for you, My Lady,” she said, handing it to me.I frowned, taking the envelope cautiously. There was no name or address on it, just the words Luna Evelyn written in elegant, handwriting. The paper felt rough beneath my fingers. It smelt like herbs.“Who delivered this?” I asked.Grace shook her head. “A cou
GaiusI sat in my office, staring at the map laid out before me, my thoughts a storm of frustration and helplessness. The fractured bond between Evelyn and me lingered in my chest like a physical ache, but there was no time to dwell on it. Not when Cyrus remained a threat, regrouping in the shadows like the viper he was.A soft knock on the door broke my reverie.“Come in,” I called, my voice heavier than I intended.The door opened to reveal Raven, her expression unreadable as she stepped inside. She no longer carried the air of detached confidence that once defined her. Living among the pack, isolated and distrusted, had stripped away some of her bravado.“What is it?” I asked, my tone guarded.“I have a lead,” she said, her voice steady despite the tension in the room.I raised an eyebrow, leaning back in my chair. “A lead on Cyrus?”She nodded. “He’s moving to regroup with the Shadow’s leadership. There’s an old abandoned stronghold in the eastern mountains. It’s isolated, for
EvelynCyrus’s laughter echoed through the cave, each note grating against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. His smirk widened as he turned his attention to me, his predatory eyes gleaming with amusement.“And you, dear Evelyn,” he drawled, his tone dripping with condescension, “how the mighty have fallen. Tell me, does it ever get tiring, hiding behind stronger men?”My chest tightened, his words hitting a tender spot I hated to acknowledge. My wolf growled beneath my skin, restless and furious, but I held her back. This was not the time to lose control.“I hate you,” I spat, my voice trembling with fury.Cyrus’s smirk deepened. “Oh, I’m counting on that.”His taunts cut deep, stoking a fire that had been burning since the moment he destroyed everything I held dear. He turned to Roman, his shadow, who stood still and silent, his gaze locked on me. Something flickered in Roman’s expression—something cold and unreadable—but it was gone as quickly as it appeared.“You’re a coward,
EvelynCyrus’s laughter echoed through the cave, each note grating against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. His smirk widened as he turned his attention to me, his predatory eyes gleaming with amusement.“And you, dear Evelyn,” he drawled, his tone dripping with condescension, “how the mighty have fallen. Tell me, does it ever get tiring, hiding behind stronger men?”My chest tightened, his words hitting a tender spot I hated to acknowledge. My wolf growled beneath my skin, restless and furious, but I held her back. This was not the time to lose control.“I hate you,” I spat, my voice trembling with fury.Cyrus’s smirk deepened. “Oh, I’m counting on that.”His taunts cut deep, stoking a fire that had been burning since the moment he destroyed everything I held dear. He turned to Roman, his shadow, who stood still and silent, his gaze locked on me. Something flickered in Roman’s expression—something cold and unreadable—but it was gone as quickly as it appeared.“You’re a coward,
GaiusThe cave swallowed us in darkness as we moved deeper into its belly. The narrow, jagged walls were damp and oppressive. The only sounds were the crunch of gravel underfoot and the steady drip of water somewhere in the distance. Every step heightened the tension, and made my wolf restless under my skin. The scent of damp earth mingled with a faint metallic tang that I couldn’t place—an unnatural smell that made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.Raven moved ahead of us, her steps silent, her hand resting on the hilt of her blade. Evelyn trailed behind her, her form tense. I followed closely, my hand hovering near my weapon. The air was thick with unease, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were being watched.“We’re close,” Raven said, pausing to examine the faint glow of light spilling through a jagged crevice in the rock ahead. “That’s the entrance to the facility.”Evelyn stepped forward, her eyes narrowing. “It’s small,” she said softly.“It’s supposed t
EvelynThe moon hung low in the sky, casting a cold silver glow over the gathered group as Gaius finalized the details of the mission. His voice, steady and commanding, carried through the clearing as he spoke to the soldiers and strategists around him. I stood slightly apart, my arms crossed, a stubborn determination settling over me.“We’ll move at dawn,” Gaius announced, his piercing green eyes scanning the crowd. “This won’t be an easy mission. The facility is heavily fortified, and the terrain will work against us. But if we strike swiftly, we can destroy it before Cyrus realizes we’re there.”As the crowd murmured their assent, Gaius turned to me, his jaw tightening. “Evelyn, I need you to stay behind.”“No,” I said immediately, my voice firm.“Evelyn,” he began, his tone edged with frustration, “this isn’t—”“This isn’t your decision to make,” I interrupted, stepping closer to him. “You keep saying we’re in this together. That we’re equals. But every time something like this c
GaiusThe sun was low on the horizon, painting the pack lands in hues of gold and orange, but I barely noticed the beauty of the evening. My focus was locked on my phone, on the brief, urgent message from Raven:We need to meet. I have intel on Cyrus’s next move.I let out a breath. Dealing with Raven was always a gamble—a fine line between necessary collaboration and inviting chaos into our lives. But this time, I couldn’t dismiss her. If Cyrus had set up a hidden production facility for the serum, as she claimed, we couldn’t afford to ignore it.But Evelyn...I turned and headed toward the training grounds, where I knew I’d find her. The sound of her fists pounding against the punching bag echoed long before I saw her, each strike fueled by the storm of emotions that had been swirling between us.“Evelyn,” I called as I stepped into the clearing.She didn’t stop. Her punches were sharp, relentless, as though trying to silence whatever demons haunted her.“Evelyn,” I repeated, my ton
EvelynThe training grounds were unforgiving, the midday sun shining down with relentless heat. My fists slammed into the punching bag with a rhythm that matched the storm in my mind. Each strike sent a sharp jolt through my arms, but I welcomed the pain. It dulled the ache in my chest, the one that had taken root ever since my encounter with Roman.“Harder,” Matthias barked, pacing behind me. His voice was sharp, cutting through the haze of my focus.I growled low in my throat, channeling the frustration into my next punch. The bag shuddered violently on impact, swaying on its chain.“Better,” Matthias muttered, though his tone carried the unmistakable edge of disapproval. “But your form is slipping.”I ignored him, my fists flying faster, the strikes becoming more erratic. Sweat dripped from my brow, stinging my eyes, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the sound of my knuckles connecting with leather, the satisfying thud that drowned out the chaotic mess of my thoughts.“Stop
Evelyn's POVEmpty. I had woken up to another empty bed. I reached the spot where my 'husband' should have slept and it was cold as ice. His scent wasn't there. It was everywhere else, but not on the bed. He hadn't slept here last night. I lay still on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to fight the tears that burned the corner of my eyes. This wasn't new. This wasn't the first time. You would think that after being married for eight months, I would be used to this by now. Used to being ignored, to being tortured and tormented emotionally by a man I had foolishly given my heart to. I rolled out of bed and trudged out of my room. I could hear the maids moving around the building, cleaning and chattering. "Luna." They bowed when I walked past them, downstairs. I was following a scent. The one scent that made my heart beat faster and blood rushing through my ears. I found him in the kitchen, naked down to the waist, holding up a frying pan. His dark hair was to...
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