Once a Rejected Luna, Now a Rising Queen

On the night of our Seventh Bonding Anniversary, my mate, Draven Blackthorn, the powerful Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack brought his pregnant Omega mistress into our home and told me to serve her. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I didn’t beg. I just picked up the suitcase I’d hidden weeks ago and walked out. They thought I was broken. Powerless. Barren. They forgot my name. Ella Moonfall. Last of the Moonfalls—the powerful bloodline the High Council tried to erase. Tried to forget. They thought my wolf was dead. She’s not. She’s waking. And she remembers everything.