"His lips traced the curve of her neck, searing fire into her skin as his hands roamed, claiming every inch of her. Selene gasped, arching into him, her nails raking down his back. “Say it,” Ryker growled against her throat, his breath ragged, his body demanding. “Say you belong to me.” But she wasn’t just his. She was power itself. And tonight, she would show him exactly why." A strikingly beautiful and powerful Alpha, she was raised to lead her pack with strength and wisdom. But on the night of her ascension, she was shattered. Her fated mate—the one destined to stand beside her—rejected her. Publicly. Brutally. And in that moment, Selene broke. Or maybe… something awakened. As the humiliation settles like poison in her veins, Selene discovers a truth long buried—she is Moonborn, the child of an ancient prophecy. With power that eclipses even the strongest Alphas, she is meant to rule not just her pack, but all packs.. Then there’s him. Ryker—a rogue wolf with a past carved in blood. He steps into her territory like a storm, bringing with him danger, temptation, and secrets as deadly as her own. Their attraction is instant. Catastrophic. And though she fights it, Ryker is the one who stirs her deepest desires. But is he her salvation? Or her downfall? Betrayal lurks within her own pack. An enemy from the shadows seeks to claim her throne. The council of elders wants her power erased. And when Ryker’s true agenda is revealed, Selene is faced with the most devastating heartbreak of all. But she is no longer the broken Alpha. A story of rejection, seduction, and the rise of a ruler who will not be tamed. The Lunar Queen is coming. And she bows to no one.
View MoreThe night was a tapestry of sorrow and fury as the Lunar Keep lay in ruins. The once-imposing fortress, now a shattered remnant of stone and ash, bore witness to betrayal and bloodshed. In the heart of the devastated courtyard, Selene stood, a solitary figure cloaked in grief and rage. The aftermath of the spectral vision still haunted her; its chilling prophecy echoing in her mind. The price for her power, it seemed, would be paid in the blood of those closest to her.Her eyes, still aglow with the residual light of moon magic, scanned the devastation around her. Warriors lay wounded, some motionless on the blood-soaked ground. The scent of burnt wood and shattered dreams filled the air, mingling with the bitter tang of betrayal. The silence was shattered by a voice; a familiar voice that once brought solace and trust.“Selene… why?” It was a whisper, barely audible over the crackling of dying embers. She turned slowly, her heart constricting as she saw Darius; her once most trusted
The clearing lay silent, save for the whisper of the wind through the ancient pines and the soft murmur of a distant stream. The moon, swollen and blood-red, hung low in the sky; its eerie light illuminating every dewdrop, every blade of grass, and every scar on Selene’s skin. For a moment, the world was reduced to this fragile, luminous peace; a stark contrast to the chaos that had roared just hours before.Selene lay on a bed of moss and fallen leaves, still trembling from the intensity of the previous night. Her body was marked with the aftermath of battle and passion alike: streaks of sweat glistened on her exposed shoulders, and the silver luminescence of ancient runes pulsed softly along her arms. Each breath she took was heavy with lingering desire and the burden of destiny.Beside her, Ryker cradled her gently, his powerful arms wrapped around her form. His eyes, a deep molten gold, were filled with a mixture of adoration, fear, and the unmistakable weight of unspoken promises
The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, laced with the faint metallic tang of blood. The moon’s silver glow bathed the clearing, casting long shadows that danced wickedly. The figure in the shadows did not move, crimson eyes glinting with cold amusement.Selene’s fingers twitched, magic sizzling beneath her skin, ready to burst. Ryker’s stance shifted beside her, muscles coiled as he growled low, protective instincts flaring. But the figure’s smirk only widened, unfazed.“Well, well,” the stranger drawled, his voice a slow, silken rasp that slithered down Selene’s spine. “The great Luna Queen and her beloved alpha. How predictable.”Selene narrowed her eyes. “Show yourself.”The figure obeyed, stepping into the moonlight with a lazy, confident stride. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and draped in black leather that clung to a powerful physique. Tattoos curled up his neck, intricate designs snaking along his jawline. But it was the eyes; deep crimson and inhuman, that made h
Selene’s pulse drummed against her ribs as she faced the crimson-eyed stranger. He stood poised in the doorway, a silhouette of menace and arrogance. Moonlight kissed the sharp planes of his face, highlighting high cheekbones, a straight nose, and lips curled into a wicked grin. His raven-black hair cascaded over his shoulders, brushing against a black leather jacket adorned with silver spikes; a fashion statement that screamed defiance.“Looking for someone?” he taunted, the smooth cadence of his voice wrapping around her like a serpent.Selene’s glare was icy, but a flicker of uncertainty clawed at her resolve. He looked familiar... too familiar.“Who are you?” she demanded, power crackling along her fingertips. The room seemed to hum with energy, shadows deepening around her.The man smirked, crimson eyes glinting. “A friend. Though, by the look in your eyes, you’d disagree.”Selene bared her teeth. “You have five seconds to explain before I rip you apart.”The stranger chuckled, u
The moon hung high in the obsidian sky, casting an ethereal glow over the dark forest. Shadows danced along the gnarled branches, whispering secrets only the night could hold. The scent of damp earth and distant pine lingered, blending with the crisp chill of approaching winter.Selene’s silver eyes narrowed as she prowled through the dense undergrowth, every movement precise and predatory. Her leather bodysuit, sleek and unforgiving, accentuated the lethal curves of her body, laced with silver threads that glimmered faintly under the moonlight. She could feel the primal thrum of power pulsing through her veins, a reminder of her bond to the Moonborn and the strength she wielded.Ryker trailed beside her, a storm of masculinity cloaked in obsidian armor. The muscles of his chest strained against the fitted black fabric, decorated with intricate runes that glowed faintly with protection. His raven-black hair was tousled, framing a jawline sharp enough to cut steel, and his eyes burned
The scent of smoke hung heavy in the air, curling through the forest like a dark omen. Shadows flickered across the tree trunks, dancing in the moonlight as the distant crackle of burning wood whispered warnings of chaos. Selene, Ryker, and Kael moved in formation, their footfalls soft and controlled as they approached the clearing.Selene’s eyes narrowed, taking in the scene. The clearing was littered with bodies; loyalists and traitors alike, cloaked in the black-and-silver armor of the Alpha Council’s elite guards. The metallic tang of blood assaulted her senses. A cold rage settled over her, and her wolf snarled beneath her skin.“They’ve already started,” Kael muttered, brushing soot from his bare shoulder. Despite the carnage, he looked composed... dangerous. His dark hair fell loosely over his eyes, and the Blood Moon tattoo on his bicep gleamed ominously.Ryker’s jaw clenched, golden eyes glowing fiercely as he scanned the area. His broad frame was tense, muscles rippling bene
Selene’s fingers curled into fists, the muscles in her forearms tightening with barely contained fury. Her entire body trembled, not with fear, but with an anger so fierce, so unrelenting, that it was as if the earth itself could feel the tremor of her rage.Standing in front of her, Ryker’s once confident posture now seemed fragile, as if the weight of the situation had drained him of his usual strength. His eyes, usually filled with fiery intensity, were now clouded with confusion and regret. The betrayal stung, a sharp reminder of how quickly trust could turn to ash.“You... lied to me,” Selene’s voice was barely above a whisper, but it carried with it the weight of a thousand unspoken words. Her eyes, glowing an ethereal shade of silver, locked onto his. “You promised me. You swore to me that you would never betray me. And yet here we are.”Ryker opened his mouth to speak, but no words came. The pain in his eyes was evident, but it didn’t change the fact that he had broken her hea
The air crackled with tension as Selene stood in the heart of the Moonborn’s sacred ground, the silver moonlight casting eerie shadows across the twisted trees and jagged rocks. The forest was alive with whispers, the leaves rustling with ominous intent, and the scent of earth and moss heavy in the air. The moon, swollen and bright, hung low... an unblinking eye watching the unfolding fate.Selene’s bare feet sank into the damp earth, the ground pulsing beneath her as if the forest itself recognized the danger. Every muscle in her body was taut, shadows clinging to her silhouette. Power tingled under her skin, demanding release.Ryker stood beside her, his molten gold eyes blazing with protective intensity. The lines of his jaw were sharp, tense, as if carved from stone. Muscles coiled beneath his bronzed skin, and his dark hair fell messily across his forehead. The scar tracing his cheek was a reminder of battles fought and won."Are you sure about this, Selene? The prophecy... ""I
The soft, flickering glow of the fire painted Selene and Ryker’s bodies in hues of gold and amber, casting shadows that danced sensuously across the walls. The air between them was charged, the room thick with tension. Ryker’s gaze held Selene captive, a primal hunger simmering beneath the surface as if he were restraining himself from devouring her whole.“I can feel your eyes burning into me,” Selene teased, a sultry smirk curling her lips as she sat back on the plush couch, legs crossed, deliberately letting her robe part to reveal a teasing expanse of thigh.Ryker’s eyes darkened, the corner of his mouth lifting in a lazy smirk. “And I can feel your heartbeat racing from across the room,” he replied, stalking closer like a predator approaching prey. His movements were fluid, a dangerous grace in every step. “Tell me, Luna, are you taunting me?”“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Selene purred, tracing a finger down the line of her collarbone, drawing his gaze lower. Her pulse quickened, and
Chapter 1: The Mark of RejectionThe moon hung heavy in the sky, casting a pale silver sheen over the Midnight Howl Pack’s sacred grounds. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration. Selene's twenty-first birthday, the age when a wolf finally senses their fated mate. She stood at the heart of the moonlit glade, wrapped in a gown the color of raven feathers, embroidered with silver threads that shimmered like stardust. Her long obsidian hair flowed down her back in soft waves, catching the light of the full moon. Her striking violet eyes, unusual even among wolves, gleamed with excitement, hope, and the unspoken longing she had buried deep for years.She wasn’t just beautiful! She was ethereal.Around her, the pack gathered, their murmurs a quiet hum of reverence and anticipation. Alpha daughter. Warrior. Future Luna. Selene had earned every ounce of respect, not because of her title, but because of the blood she’d spilled for them; wolves and rogues alike. She’d trained harder, fought f...
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