“…Poor you, you’ll never know what it feels like to litter. It's a pity that your womb is barren,” her co-mate said mockingly, cradling her own bump. “Do not challenge my stay here because I’m the reason why you’re still Luna, Ivory. I’m the source of Alpha’s happiness. You're just the ceremonial Luna!” Betrayed by her Alpha and falsely condemned by her own pack, Ivory’s life is tragically cut short. But her innocent spirit catches the moon goddess's attention. Granted a second chance, Ivory is reborn with a new identity, strength, captivating beauty, and fertility, ready to forge a new destiny. Scarred by her past, she swears off love, shielding her heart from deceitful men. But then she meets him — the formidable Alpha King, who loves her unconditionally. The king’s love challenges her resolve, and she's torn between vengeance and redemption. Will she move on with her newly found life, or will she go ahead and take revenge? How will she navigate her new peace and identity and fight the people who killed her with no mercy in her previous life?
View More(Evans)Ah! I sighed deeply, taking a brief break from the overwhelming preparations for Alpha Alaric’s upcoming birthday. Just as I was savoring the moment, Selina, an omega like myself, burst into my room.“What is it, Selina? You startled me,” I scolded, rubbing my sore toes. But I noticed the mischievous sparkle in her eyes.“I’ve got a prank I want to pull on one of the omegas,” she said, handing me a piece of paper. “She’s close to you, so could you write a note saying you’re stranded?”Furrowing my brows, I asked, “Who is it?”“Oh, I’m not telling you. That would ruin the surprise. Suspense!” She chuckled maniacally.I shook my head, writing on the paper and wondering what she was up to, but I didn't let myself get too involved. Playing tricks on each other was common among us omegas.“Do you see how Valerie is all over the place? Changing everything Luna Ivory is planning?” Selina scrunched her nose up, and I nodded, sharing her frustration. “It’s so unfair.”“And did you hear
~IVORY~I raced toward the packhouse, driven by a gut feeling that something was definitely wrong. Reaching Riley’s room, I caught her scent drifting from the dining alcove nearby. There she sat, her gaze downcast, absentmindedly stirring her spoon through her food. Sia was there too, hovering by her side with a smug look on her face, since she was the maid assigned to Riley.My sudden entrance drew their attention, and Riley’s face instantly lit up with a cheerful smile. “Maya!” she exclaimed, clearly delighted to see me. I walked over to her, forcing a small smile in return, while I noticed Sia’s expression shift to one of nervousness, her eyes widening as if she had never expected anyone to be there.There was something about Riley that tugged at my heart. The pain of growing up without a mother was all too familiar, and seeing it in her made my heart ache. Nothing could compare to the trauma. I snatched the spoon from her hand, giving it a quick sniff, then glanced down at her pl
~IVORY~ We stepped out of Riley’s room after a seemingly endless chatter, which was surprisingly refreshing. As we walked together in contemplative silence, he retrieved something from his pocket and pressed it into my hand. “It’s the invitation card for the Moon Fiesta tonight,” he explained, noticing my curiosity as I stared down at the card in my hand. “Thank you, but I don’t think it’s not necessary for me to attend,” I replied, trying to turn him down politely. “No, I insist. It will be good for you to interact with the pack members,” he said firmly, his gaze holding something I couldn’t quite decipher. My eyes trailed to his full, pink lips and I wondered how it would feel against mine. As I looked up, I found his tall frame towering over mine. I felt so small standing next to him, the pull between us undeniable. My wolf stirred within me, silent but strong, her desire for him echoing in my mind. I didn’t know if he recognized the mate bond or if he was pretending, l
~Ivory~“We will catch up later, yeah? I have pressing matters I need to attend to.” I nodded, watching his retreating figure, his scent lingering in the air like a phantom as he headed to the pack’s meeting. But I couldn’t allow myself to be consumed by it. Not again.Questions churned in my mind, like a storm brewing within me. How could he be so attractive, so intoxicatingly hot, making me feel things I had never experienced with Alaric, who I swore was the only man I wanted? Why was I comparing the two? It confused me completely.I was scared of becoming entangled in anything, but that wasn’t my only fear. Of all times, why did the Moon Goddess choose a second mate for me after I had endured so much heartache due to love? I tried to convince myself that what I felt for the Alpha King was merely the mate-attraction bond, a burning desire.Desire lingers; love stays. Desire destroys, but love kills. I was a living testimony of that truth. I needed to keep in mind that, I had returne
(King Zeeb’s POV)I watched her graceful steps from the corner of my eye as we walked toward Regina’s corner, wondering why she seemed determined to disrupt my nights. Even the way her hair flowed in the wind seemed captivating to me. Could she be the one? Why do I feel this pull toward her? For the first time, in what feels like a decade, the agony of Adeline’s death eases.“I... I am an omega,” Regina, daughter of Tristan, finally spoke, her voice quiet but brave. Known as an outcast in the pack, she had always been regarded as unworthy and weak. In contrast, I am the one considered supernatural, brave, the one others admire and rely upon. Yet now, I couldn’t help but find myself leaning on someone else—the woman who stood in front of me, captivating and unexpected.I was entranced, almost blinded by her beauty. The way she spoke, walked, made me question my sanity.But as she stumbled, after encouraging Regina that she would be fine, I caught her instinctively, reacting in ways I h
~Ivory~Darkness enveloped me like an endless void, drowning my senses, when suddenly the space shifted. It felt all too surreal. Before me stood Valerie and the man I failed to recognize when I was spellbound. Beta Kaiden, my cousin. It’s crystal clear now. I remained rooted in place, unable to move. It was as if we were in the same world but in different dimensions. They couldn't see me, but I could see them. In a dimly lit room, I stood in the corner, watching them kiss passionately like old lovers reunited after a long separation. Chills ran down my spine as I witnessed this intimate moment unfold before my eyes. “Ivory will soon be dead and forgotten, like a lost memory,” Valerie whispered, her fingers tangling in Beta Kaiden’s hair. “Omega Drake reassured me of that. And you, my love, will have Silver Pack to yourself, ruling over them like you rule my world.” “Uhm,” he murmured with a sense of pride, his hand caressing her baby bump. “Let’s talk about us. How is my littl
(IVORY)“Where am I?” I repeated. Ignoring my question, he took slow, deliberate strides toward me. Turning around, I took notice of the room. It was spacious and furnished minimally. What is this place? Having no time to waste, I said urgently, “Take me to Regina. I am here for Regina.” The stranger’s brows furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean? Which Regina are you referring to?” I sat upright, trying to discard the duvet from my body. “I must help her.” I let out a little groan, suddenly feeling nauseous. “Regina is a victim of a curse—a rare spell that only I can understand.” I slowly stated, but his eyes held confusion. I noticed he avoided my gaze. “Calm down, would you? You’re not even fit yet; you just gained consciousness.” His gruff voice was firm. Shaking my head in disapproval, “You don’t get it. She is not the weakling everyone portrays her to be. She is sick, and I have to see her. No matter what.” He sat next to me, and I felt the weight of his presence
(Alpha King Zeeb’s POV) "You're barely touching your food, King Zeeb," my sister Heather remarked, gesturing toward the untouched plate in front of me, making me snap back to reality. “Talk to me, Zeeb! What are you thinking about? Is it Adeline?” The sadness in her voice lingered in the air, striking a nerve that churned painfully at my heart. Adeline—my mate—and Luna, who had been the core of my existence, had been brutally murdered by rogues months ago. The wound still felt raw, like it was just yesterday. My head hung low, deep in thought. This time, it wasn’t solely on Adeline but rather a little invader, haunting my dreams. “It’s the damn dream, again,” I said, frustrated, running my fingers through my long, lush hair. Heather looked at me, worry evident in her eyes. “Zeeb, look, I feel you’re forcing meanings into those dreams, finding a bit of closure in them. Everyone has dreams about people they’ve never met. So please—” I lifted my head and stared at the chan
(IVORY’S POV) "Bind this vile woman!” Alaric commanded. Confused, I couldn’t understand what was happening. I found myself in a room surrounded by judgmental eyes. "I can't stand her face. Bring her out for the verdict." With that, Alaric stormed out of the room. One of the guards grabbed my hand roughly, and pain shot through my sore, bloodied body, still aching from the lashes of the cane. I shivered from the biting cold. My clothes were torn, exposing parts of my chest to prying eyes, but my long, wavy hair mercifully covered me. I tried to speak, to ask what was happening, but no words escaped my throat. Only whimpers. As I was dragged outside, my eyes adjusted to the dim light—dawn was approaching. How long had I been unconscious? "Slut!" Voices from the crowd jeered at me, my stomach churning. "Cursed Luna!" Some even hurled stones at us. "Adulterous whore!" Alongside me, an omega male was dragged, almost as naked as I was. Who was he? As we were paraded through the
(IVORY’S POV)Disappointment gnawed at my chest as I listened to Alaric’s infuriating voicemail message—again."Hi, you’ve reached Alaric’s voicemail. I can’t take this call right now, but please leave a..." The robotic tone fueled my rage. Cutting the call for the umpteenth time, I threw the phone onto the nearest couch as my chest tightened with frustration. Damn it! I paced our large, exquisitely furnished room, my mind racing with thoughts of my husband, Alaric. His scent, usually a comforting mix of sandalwood and musk, lingered in the room as usual, reminding me of his disappointing absence. It was our third anniversary, a day that should be filled with his love and warmth. Yet, here I was, alone and waiting. A few hours left, and the day will be over. How could he possibly choose tonight to come home late? I sneered. I glanced at my outfit, the Catwoman costume I thought he’d find playful. Now it felt silly, desperate. I touched my stomach absentmindedly, a gesture that ha
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