Evans Blackthorn is faced with steady humiliation from the pack members for being an omega after the death of her parents. Unfortunately for her, her fated mate is no other person than Kian Silverstein, the Alpha of the Dawnshade pack. Evans is rejected by Kian after a night of passion with him, this all grows worse as she discovers Kian’s interest in her best friend, Amelia. Evans is left devastated and betrayed, but all doesn't go well as she is framed up for orchestrating a rogue attack in Dawnshade, which leads to her banishment from the pack. Evans finds herself in DarkMoon where she meets her second chance mate, Kieran, who is the Beta of the pack. Kieran holds dark and mysterious secrets that he isn't letting on but Evans' love for him overrides her. After a night of intimacy with Kieran, Evans finds out that she is pregnant, which leads to the birth of a baby girl. Evan's hidden power linked to the Luna Bloodline is unleashed when dark secrets come to light. What secrets are revealed? Is Kieran’s love for Evans genuine or is there something hidden? Kian’s sudden love for Amelia, is it real or was it an influence of something? Is Kieran's child his?
View MoreKieran’s POV The battlefield was a graveyard of silence. The Eclipse warriors had vanished as if they had never been there, leaving only the scent of blood and death in the air. My chest heaved as I struggled to regain control over my body, my limbs still weak from whatever power Draven—the Eclipse King—had been used against me. But it wasn’t the pain that burned through me the most. It were his words. *You were never meant to be her mate.* *She belongs to me.* Every word from Draven dropping as though I was a baby without any words.With anger burning through me like wildfire, my hands balled into fists. That someone had the audacity to claim Evans still made my wolf growl in defiance. My friend. Except... I looked over at her. She was still there. She was motionless as she gazed at the location where Draven had vanished. The odd glow of the symbol on her wrist was still there, pulsing. I could see how her breath caught in irregular gasps and how her fingers trembled be
Evans’ POVLike a death omen, the smell of blood and burning permeated the air. Far away, screams rang out, a clamor of anger, suffering, and conflict. I was in the center of it all, my body throbbing with energy I had never really released before, my pulse thumping in my ears. The battlefield was filled with the clash of steel and the snarls of nightclaw warriors as they engaged the intruders. This time, there were more members of the Eclipse Coven, and they moved and attacked with precision. Their purpose was to take me, not to destroy. I wouldn't allow it. With his claws shining in the moonlight and his teeth exposed, a rogue sprang at me. Before I could think, instinct took over and my body moved. His claws just missed my throat as I sank low, feeling the rush of air. I spun and rammed my palm into his chest with a burst of sheer power. My contact sent him flying backwards like a shockwave. His body went limp as he hit the ground with a terrible snap. I stared at my
Kieran’s POV As I paced outside the Nightclaw council chamber, the air was heavy with the smell of moist ground and burning wood. Within, the elders discussed the outcome of Evans' trial in quiet tones, which were a mixture of fear and respect. I balled my fists. Beneath my flesh, my wolf skulked, restless and uncomfortable. Evans had gone through the sacred ordeal, and I had seen her stumble through images that made her relive her worst nightmares. She had seen me standing over her body at the conclusion of it. When she came out, her mark throbbing on her wrist, her breathing ragged, her eyes locked onto mine. The unspoken words between us had been more powerful than any blade, even yet she had remained silent. Did I really have to betray her? The doors of the chamber creaked open, and the Nightclaw Alpha, Cedric, stepped out first, his face carved from stone. His piercing golden eyes locked onto mine, unreadable. Behind him, Briony and the other elders followed, their exp
Evans’ POVThere was no request for the trial. It was a request. A statement from the Eastern Shadow Pack that I had to prove myself to them, to the wolves who still didn't believe me, to the world. I felt the weight of history crushing down on me, my fingers twitching involuntarily as I stood in the center of the sacred clearing, surrounded by warriors who had either stood in mute defiance or bowed in allegiance. I was more than Evans Blackthorn. I was now a divine.She still didn't realize that I was the girl with the mark of the Moon Goddess and the awakened powers. The person whose name had started to whisper in the wind like a prophecy that was about to come true. They were frightened by that. With quiet yet passionate voices, the Nightclaw Elders argued among themselves. Kieran was standing next to me, his posture stiff, his jaw so tightened I could feel the muscle twitching. From the sight I caught at him, he was enraged.I sensed it in the way his vitality throb
Kieran’s POV I was disturbed by the mark on Evans' wrist, holding her wrist in awe and curiosity. “Any visions again?” I asked her.“Yes. I had one that was deadly.” “And it was about you.”“Me. What business do I have with your Queen's visions and dreams?” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Her eyes furrowed for a flick moment as she shrugged. “You were in danger, Kieran. You were bound and set to be killed by strange people.”I chuckled, ignoring her words as my eyes rested on her burnt wrist. “You are just a day-dreamer girl.” I said, parting her back. “That can't happen. I am the great Beta Kieran.”“Kieran, my dreams…..” I was interrupted by his hoarse voice.“Let's just forget about that and focus on the real thing. What's the meaning of the strange mark time on your wrist?” I asked, my voice stern and unwavering.The image was still etched in my memory as I stood outside the war chamber. As though branded by the Moon Goddess herself, the ancient, twisted symbol seared in
Evans’ POVEverything around me was on fire. The moonlight was suffocated by thick smoke that twisted into black serpents and clawed at the sky. The smell of burnt flesh, blood-soaked dirt, and death filled the air. In the distance, flames blazed, devouring the remains of pack homes, villages, and holy places. In the middle of it all was me. Not as a rescuer. But as a leader. Thousands of wolves knelt in front of me, their throats exposed and heads bent in surrender. The golden flame of my mark—a fiery symbol that pulsed on my wrist, giving me supernatural strength—was reflected in their eyes, which were sparkling with both loyalty and terror. On my head, a crown of onyx and silver held the weight of complete control. My pulse was an extension of the battleground in front of me, and my heart thumped like a war drum. Then I caught sight of them. Kieran's soldiers, the fallen were scattered among the kneeling wolves. The elders of Nightclaw. The pack that protected me
Chapter 55: The Eclipse’s WarningKieran’s POV “But what do you really do?” I asked the figure who by Evans was the *Eclipse Coven*He let out a guttural grin. “You act as though you don't know.” “I have passed the message to your leaders already.” he said, his tone stern and brave.I could feel the stench of every word. Every movement that seemed powerful as I couldn't dominate or gain control over the situation. “And….”“...And.” the warm smirk remained on his lips. “Oh! Don't worry. You will know soon.” He said, turning out towards the window when a knock hit at the door.“Beta Kieran!” A delta guard called from the other side of the door. “I have been looking for you and luckily I found you.”I lost patience from the guards words. “Just shut up! What do you want?” My voice was loud and stern.The figure called before flying through the window. “Goodbye beta Kieran! I will see you soon.” He said, before letting out a dark laugh.I darted my eyes back to the door. “And who is calli
Evans’ POVI couldn't get the message etched into the scout's body out of my head. * "Her awakening will bring the end of us all." * The words had echoed like a prophecy whispered from the depths of something ancient and relentless, and I had hardly slept since they were said out loud. I sensed it in every look and cautious stride around me, even though no one had stated it directly. The pack was terrified– war-afraid. Fearful of me, and already disdaining me. I was, too, for the first time. The aroma of herbs filled Briony's hut, strong and acrid. Dried roots and vials, cures for everything from a simple fever to wounds that would not heal, were piled high on the little wooden shelves. However, nothing in this place could make me better. With my hands clutching the borders of my cloak as though clinging to it would keep me grounded, I sat rigidly across from her. Briony silently observed me for a considerable amount of time. She then exhaled wearily and remarked,
Kieran’s POVI didn't hesitate when I heard the crash coming from Evans' chambers. My instincts sharpened as I tore down the corridors, my wolf charging forward. My stomach twisted into knots as the air was filled with the smell of blood. Evans dodged a dagger as I threw the door open, her golden eyes blazing with fury and strength.In the little candlelight, two shadowy creatures hovered above her. I knew it was her fault that one was already falling, but the other was relentless.The assassin was too quick. Too talented. He aimed his flashing blade toward her throat, seeing her eyes from the flick seconds already closed for the acceptance of defeat. I shrieked. “No!”I made a lunge at the figure.I tackled him in the middle of his blow, and a savage snarl tore from my breast. We rolled over jagged wooden splinters and smashed onto the floor. He got up fast and flipped over, but I was there immediately, my fists swinging, hitting his ribs with a crack that made my stomach turn.
Evans’ POV“Can you hurry up with those dishes?” Kim’s voice cut through the silent tension of the pack house kitchen like a sword, making me jolt in fear. The plates in my hands already felt weighty, my fingers trembling as I forced myself to keep working.“Yes, ma’am, I just have a few left.” I replied, keeping my pitch as submissive as possible, my eyes resting on the work at hand to avoid her wrath.I knew better than to test her patience. One more problem, delay or response would involve those hands of her into doing something drastic. The sting of her palm across my cheeks was something I had experienced several times before.Living here in Dawnshade had been more of a nightmare. A life I never choose for myself, yet one I was forced to endure. Sixteen years ago, my life filled with its merriness but was thwarted by the death of my parents. My parents—strong, honorable Gammas—were all I ever had. But that world became a disaster the day they died in that ghastly car crash. F...
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