Selena Kaelvar is the last surviving member of the Kaelvar Pride. After witnessing the cold-blooded slaughter of her family by the ruthless Crescent Moon Pack, she becomes consumed by a singular purpose: revenge. Her opportunity comes when she discovers her uncanny resemblance to Liana Morven, the Crescent Moon Alpha's beloved Luna. Selena kidnaps Liana, hiding her far from her mate, and assumes her identity to infiltrate the pack from within. Darius Raelith, the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, is burdened with the legacy of his father's cruel reign. Determined to lead his pack with honor, Darius strives to mend the wounds of the past. But his efforts are undermined by a "Luna" who seems to be playing her own dangerous game. Selena walks a treacherous path of deception and vengeance, long-buried secrets surface, and the stakes grow higher. What will happen when Selena and Darius confront the truths that tie their fates together? Can redemption be found amid betrayal, or will revenge plunge them both into darkness?
The scent of blood still lingered in Selena Kaelvar's memory, haunting her every breath. Even the wind that danced through the dense forest around her seemed to carry whispers of that fateful night-the night her family was slaughtered. She crouched low in the underbrush, her amber eyes fixed on the Crescent Moon Pack's territory beyond the ridge. The sharp chill of the evening gnawed at her skin, but the fire in her heart burned hotter. Revenge was all that kept her moving.
The sound of laughter drifted toward her. Two Crescent Moon warriors patrolled the border, their casual chatter slicing through the quiet like a blade. Selena's nails dug into the dirt beneath her. They looked so at ease, so unbothered by the blood they'd spilled years ago. Her muscles tensed, ready to pounce, but she held herself back. This wasn't the time. She needed patience, precision. This plan was too important to rush.
Instead, she watched. The warriors moved farther down the trail, their voices fading into the distance. Selena rose from her hiding spot, brushing leaves from her worn cloak. Her heart pounded. She couldn't afford a single mistake. A moment of recklessness could cost her everything.
Her fingers tightened around the edge of her hood, pulling it closer to shield her face. She moved silently, her steps barely stirring the fallen leaves beneath her boots. The Crescent Moon Pack's village lay just beyond the next hill, its warm lights flickering against the darkening sky. Selena had scouted this area for weeks, memorizing every detail. Tonight, she would put her plan into motion.
The resemblance was uncanny. Selena had stumbled upon it by chance during one of her reconnaissance missions-a fleeting glimpse of Liana Morven, the Crescent Moon Luna. It had been like looking into a mirror. The same high cheekbones, the same cascade of dark hair, the same piercing gaze. Selena's heart had raced with the possibilities. Fate had handed her a weapon, and she intended to wield it.
Slipping past the outer guards was easier than she expected. The Crescent Moon warriors were vigilant, but they didn't anticipate an intruder moving with such precision. Selena's feet carried her through the shadows, her pulse steady despite the danger. She reached the edge of the village and ducked behind a stack of barrels near the stables.
The plan was simple in theory but fraught with risk. Selena had to get close to Liana, incapacitate her, and take her place. From there, she could infiltrate the Crescent Moon Pack, gather information, and dismantle them from within. It was the perfect revenge-slow, methodical, and devastating.
A soft voice reached her ears, drawing her attention to a nearby building. Through a half-open window, she spotted Liana sitting at a wooden table, her delicate fingers tracing the rim of a glass. The Luna's expression was pensive, her brow furrowed in thought. Selena felt a pang of guilt, sharp and unwelcome. She pushed it aside. There was no room for weakness.
Scaling the side of the building, Selena found herself at the window's edge. The cool night air brushed against her skin as she crouched there, watching her target. Liana didn't notice her presence, lost in whatever thoughts clouded her mind. It was almost too easy.
Selena slipped through the window in a fluid motion, her movements silent. Liana turned, her eyes widening in surprise, but before she could cry out, Selena struck. A swift blow to the side of her neck sent the Luna crumpling to the floor, unconscious.
It wasn't until Selena stood over her fallen target that the gravity of her actions hit her. This woman wasn't a faceless enemy; she had a name, a life, a mate who probably adored her. But then Selena thought of her family-their laughter, their warmth, their blood staining the earth-and her resolve hardened.
The next step was crucial. Selena worked quickly, binding Liana's wrists and gagging her. She carried the unconscious Luna out through the window, her movements as careful as they were practiced. The forest outside welcomed her like an old friend, its shadows wrapping around her like a cloak. She had prepared a hidden location deep within the woods where Liana would remain until Selena's mission was complete.
Hours passed before Selena returned to the Crescent Moon village, her new identity firmly in place. She had cleaned herself up, donned Liana's clothes, and practiced her mannerisms. It felt strange, wearing another person's life like a mask, but it was necessary.
Stepping into the village under the guise of the Luna was nerve-wracking. Every pair of eyes that landed on her felt like a threat, every whispered conversation a potential discovery. Selena kept her chin high, her expression serene. The Crescent Moon Pack couldn't know their precious Luna was gone. Not yet.
The heart of the village bustled with activity. Warriors sparred in the training yard, children darted between houses, and the scent of roasting meat filled the air. Selena walked among them, her every step calculated. The pack members greeted her warmly, oblivious to the truth.
"Luna Liana," a voice called, pulling her from her thoughts.
Selena turned to see a tall man striding toward her. His presence was commanding, his broad shoulders and sharp features unmistakable. Darius Raelith, the Crescent Moon Alpha. Her heart skipped a beat, but she forced a gentle smile.
"Darius," she replied, her voice steady despite the storm of nerves within her.
He stopped in front of her, his piercing blue eyes searching her face. There was something about his gaze that made her feel exposed, as though he could see through the facade. But he said nothing, only reaching out to take her hand.
"You seemed distracted earlier," he said, his tone soft but firm. "Is something troubling you?"
Selena's mind raced for an answer. She couldn't afford to slip now, not when she was so close to gaining his trust.
"Just tired," she lied, offering a small smile. "There's been much on my mind lately."
Darius studied her for a moment longer before nodding. "If you need anything, you only have to ask. You know that."
The warmth in his voice took her by surprise. This wasn't the ruthless killer she had imagined, the man she had blamed for her family's deaths. He seemed... kind. It was disarming, and it made her task all the more complicated.
Selena nodded, pulling her hand away. "Thank you, Darius. I'll be fine."
As he walked away, she felt a pang of doubt. Her plan was in motion, but for the first time, she questioned whether revenge was worth the cost.
The village settled into quiet as night fell, but Selena's thoughts were anything but calm. She sat alone in Liana's quarters, staring out the window at the darkened forest. Her grip tightened on the windowsill. There was no turning back now. The Crescent Moon Pack would pay for their sins, no matter the price.
Above her, the moon shone brightly, its silver light a reminder of the path she had chosen. The wolves below rested, unaware of the storm that had infiltrated their midst. Selena closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Tomorrow would bring new challenges, new lies to tell, and new truths to uncover.
But tonight, she allowed herself a moment of silence. A moment to remember her family's faces, their laughter, and the promise she had made to them. Revenge was all she had left, and she wouldn't stop until it was done.
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My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
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