The Lunar Queen

Why would a werewolf be terrified of her fated mate? For Lyric, finding out the future Alpha Mason was her mate wasn’t a fairytale—it was her worst nightmare. For years, Lyric hid in the shadows of her pack. She had a terrifying secret: her twin sister, Summer, was a jealous psychopath who happened to be Mason’s girlfriend. Every time Mason showed Lyric even a sliver of kindness, Summer would brutally punish her in secret. A broken arm. A concussion. Lyric learned the hard way—Mason’s attention meant unbearable pain. So, when Mason turned 18 and instantly recognized Lyric's scent, he thought he could finally claim the girl he secretly loved. He proudly used his Alpha command to scare off other boys, unaware that his public display of affection was sealing Lyric's doom. That very afternoon, Lyric was ambushed. Pinned down in a dark closet, her own sister plunged a silver blade deep into her side. "That’s your last warning," Summer whispered as Lyric collapsed in a pool of her own blood. By the time they found her, Lyric was nearly gone. When she finally opens her eyes in the intensive care unit days later, Mason is right there. The arrogant future Alpha is reduced to tears, desperately trying to hold the mate he almost lost. But the moment his hand nears hers, Lyric’s severe PTSD takes over. She violently flinches away, her heart monitor screaming as she gasps for air. "Don't touch me! Please!" she shrieks, curling into a ball of pure terror. Mason steps forward, heartbroken. "Lyric, it's me. I'm your mate. I'll protect you now." "No! Your protection is what got me stabbed!" she cries out, staring at him as if he were the monster. "If you really love me, just leave me alone!" Watching his fated mate tremble in sheer dread at his mere presence, Mason's world crumbles. He realizes, too late, that his cheap, delayed affection has turned the girl he loves into a traumatized victim. Now, he must pay the price for his blindness. Can he ever earn her forgiveness, or is the damage permanent? ad.readinkapp.com

"You used your Alpha aura to force the doctors to speak, Mason? How heroic," Lyric spat, blood bubbling past her lips as she tore the IV needle from her shaking hand. "You were stabbed with silver, Lyric! You've been hiding broken ribs and concussions for eight f*cking years!" Mason roared, his fist slamming into the clinic wall, the concrete cracking under his raw power. His breath hitched, his cedar-and-mint scent suffocating her. "I am your fated mate! Why didn't you tell me my own girlfriend was tearing you apart?" Lyric let out a hollow, broken laugh, her green eyes blazing with pure, freezing hatred. Because every time you called me your little sunflower, she made an Omega family pay in blood, she thought, the memory of Summer's silver blade sinking into her side still burning like acid. "You want to know why, Alpha?" Lyric whispered, leaning closer until her cold lips brushed his ear. "Because you were too busy f*cking her to notice I was dying. Stay away from me." Before Mason could wrap his claws around her wrists, the heavy oak doors exploded outward. "Step away from my Queen, little wolf," a terrifyingly calm voice echoed through the dust, radiating a cosmic power that brought Mason's wolf instantly to its knees. ad.readinkapp.com

For 19 years, Alpha King Cole had been haunted by a pair of striking green eyes in his dreams. He didn't know her name. He just knew the Moon Goddess promised she belonged to him. 🐺🌙 But when he finally found her in the real world... she was bleeding out on the dirt floor of an abandoned cabin, her back carved open by a silver knife. And worse? She was mated to another man. A stupid, young future Alpha who had let his jealous ex-girlfriend torture her. When Cole carried her broken, tiny body into the pack hospital, his eyes were pitch black. His ancient wolf, Zeus, was ready to slaughter the entire pack. "GET OFF MY MATE!" Mason, the boy who failed her, roared as he stormed into the hospital room. Lyric flinched, bursting into terrified tears just at the sound of Mason's voice. She tried to climb the wall to get away from him, her fresh stitches tearing open. That was all it took. Cole moved faster than lightning. He grabbed the young Alpha by the throat and slammed him into the concrete wall, completely cutting off his air. 💥 "Let me tell you something, pup," the King growled, his voice vibrating with lethal intent. "Your mate is f*cking terrified to be in the same room as you. You let them break her." Cole threw him out of the room like a piece of trash, locking the door. He walked back to the trembling girl, his terrifying aura melting instantly into pure, gentle warmth. He knelt by her bed, taking her tiny, scarred hand in his massive ones. "Breathe, princess," the ruthless King whispered, kissing her knuckles. "I'm here now. And no one will ever touch you again." ad.readinkapp.com

To escape my abusive sister, I hid my skills and secretly entered the Royal Guard trials.🏹 During the final marksmanship test, the examiner purposely handed me a gun with a broken sight. My sister sat in the front row, waiting for me to fail and become the pack's laughingstock. I closed my eyes, trusting the wind and my instincts, and fired five rapid shots. All five bullets hit dead center of the target. The crowd gasped, and the examiner dropped his pen in absolute shock. "The strongest fighter in the pack... is the girl they call a freak?" he muttered. Up in the VIP balcony, the ruthless Alpha King slowly stood up. His deep blue eyes locked onto me, burning with an undeniable obsession. He leaned over the railing, his commanding voice echoing across the training grounds. "Cancel the rest of the trials. The sharpshooter is coming with me."🐺 ad.readinkapp.com