Rejected Under the Blood Moon

On the night of my mating ceremony, my Alpha rejected me.

Not in private.

Not gently.

But before the entire pack.

"You are not fit to be my Luna."

Those words shattered the sacred bond between us.

Then he chose another woman to stand at his side.

I ran.

Into the forest.

Into the darkness.

Into something ancient.

That was the night my wolf awakened.

Silver. Rare. Royal.

Now rogues hunt me. Rival Alphas want my bloodline. Whispers of a forgotten prophecy follow my every breath.

And the same Alpha who humiliated me under the Blood Moon?

He's hunting too.

But not to destroy me.

To claim me.

His eyes no longer hold indifference.

They burn with obsession.

With regret.

With something dangerously possessive.

He says rejecting me was the only way to save me.

He says I was always his.

He says if I try to run again... he will chase me to the ends of the earth.

But I am no longer the broken girl he cast aside.

I am power.

I am prophecy.

I am the storm he awakened.

And this time...

If he wants me, he'll have to kneel.