danny phantom crossover fanfiction

My mate, Mason, didn’t merely inherit the Phantom Pack’s Alpha title—he also inherited his stepmother, Olivia, the former Luna. Each time he crawled back from her bed, still smelling of her scent, he would whisper the same hollow lies to me: “Evelyn, please, don’t take it to heart… I am only doing this for us.” “You are the one I truly love. Once Olivia gives birth, I will mark you as my soulmate. You will be my Luna—my queen.” But love, to him, was nothing more than a planned bargain. In order to claim the throne, he sold his body and surrendered his nights to the woman who once belonged to his father. For nearly a year, Mason spent over three hundred nights with Olivia. And me? I was the secret, the shadow—his so-called “future Luna,” perpetually waiting in the wings. When Olivia finally conceived, I foolishly believed my time had come. However, that fragile hope shattered the moment I witnessed them—in each other’s arms, in a warmth that was never extended to me. That’s when I truly understood… Mason had already given her everything. His desire. His complete devotion. All I received were empty promises—pretty words crafted to hide the internal rot. I turned to my daughter. “Sweetheart, would you come with Mommy if we left?” She nodded without hesitation. “Yes. I want to be with you.” Mason will never understand — I never wanted the Luna crown. All I ever yearned for… was a love that was genuine and real. And he was never man enough to provide it.

For ten years, Rose has lived in the shadow of her own nightmare. She was only six when Alderon Kane, the ruthless Alpha of Mooncrest Pack, ripped her life apart. Her father—slaughtered at his feet. Her sister—defiled by his men. And Rose? Claimed. "That one is mine," he had said before shoving her into his car like a possession, branding her with his cruelty. Now, she is no longer the helpless girl he stole. She has spent a decade sharpening her hatred, becoming a phantom in his own pack, waiting for the perfect moment to slit his throat. Mooncrest will burn. Alderon Kane will die by her hands. But fate is a cruel mistress. The night she prepares to run, the moon whispers a horrifying truth—Alderon Kane is her mate. Bound by an unbreakable bond to the very monster she has sworn to destroy, Rose faces an impossible choice: surrender to the mate bond and become his, or defy the gods and carve out her revenge, even if it means tearing herself apart in the process. Because love was never an option. And mercy died the night Alderon Kane claimed her.