The Alpha Bit Me… Then Proposed

The forest floor was slick with dew and the metallic tang of fresh blood. Luna lay whimpering, her magnificent silver-blonde […]

The forest was a blur of shadows and shifting light, a relentless, unforgiving labyrinth. Luna ran, her lungs burning, her

The warmth of the furs in Mara’s shelter, the simple nourishment of the stew, and the quiet, watchful presence of

The silence of the wild enveloped Luna, broken only by the frantic beat of her own heart and the distant

The mark on Luna’s neck burned, a searing brand that felt less like a bond and more like a scar

The worn leather of her mother’s journal felt impossibly heavy in Luna’s hands, a tangible link to a past she

The Sacred Clearing hummed with the aftermath of the Trial by Claw. Lyra, defeated and humbled, stood trembling, her silver

The last of the bathhouse whispers faded, leaving Luna in a silence that screamed with newly revealed truths. Her mother,

The words “I accept” still vibrated in the air of the Council Hall, a defiant echo of Luna’s newfound resolve.

The words “Council Challenge” and “Lyra” echoed in Luna’s mind, a chilling counterpoint to the fading hum of her wolf’s