Alpha Damon's Unwanted Luna
Alpha Damon's initial hatred towards Rachel is revealed when they are both forced into an arranged union by their parents, and they can't reject each other because of their parents' alliance
Even though they are mates, they don't want to be together
"We don't have to do this," I begged him. "You could just reject me so that we can both go our separate ways and you can be with the woman you love."
"There's no way in hell I'm giving you the satisfaction," he blatantly refused. "We'll remain mated to each other and I'll enjoy watching you suffer, knowing that you'll never have my heart."
Alpha Damon gets lured into a trap by an enemy and he has a near death experience, but Rachel risks her life and comes to his rescue, despite his mistreatment of her
This sparks interest in Alpha Damon towards Rachel and it develops into genuine feelings for her, something that is hard for Rachel to comprehend, because he has been cruel to her all this time
Throughout their journey, Rachel and Alpha Damon must navigate their own personal struggles and external forces that threaten their bond and their pack
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Chapter: Chapter 95Damon's POV The air in the Great Hall was thick enough to choke a wolf. Usually, dinner was a time for the pack to find their center, to hear the laughter of pups and the low drone of warriors’ stories. Tonight, it felt like a funeral for a body that hadn't even gone cold yet. I felt the eyes on me, hundreds of them. They were looking for a crack in my armor, a sign that the economic chokehold Elijah had placed on our borders was finally drawing blood. "The grain shipment from the Lowlands was turned back at the Ravencrest crossing," Elder Rowan said, his voice carrying too far in the silent hall. He didn’t lower his tone. He wanted the pack to hear. "The merchants say Elijah’s men are looking for contraband. They’re searching every bag of flour, Damon. By the time the seals are replaced, the goods are spoiled." I slammed my tankard onto the heavy oak table. The sound echoed like a gunshot. "Then they will wait. Moon Stone does not beg for its bread, Rowan." "It’s not begg
Last Updated: 2026-06-21
Chapter: Chapter 94Rachel’s POV The quietness seemed like a living thing. It didn’t settle, it hovered. It was the kind of silence that made you hear the grit of sand under a boot. In the week since we had ignored Elijah’s deadline and absorbed the pressure on our trade routes, Moon Stone had become like a pressure cooker with the valve clamped shut. I sat in the library, the scent of old parchment and beeswax failing to soothe me. Before me sat three different reports: one from Caleb on border movements, one from Francine on our dwindling grain reserves and one from Thalia on the rising anxiety in the healer's wing. Elijah was a master of the "invisible war." By not attacking, he was forcing our people to imagine the attack. And I realized that imagination was a far more cruel architect than any general. "You're holding your breath again." I didn't need to look up to know it was Damon. His scent of cedar, rain and that underlying spark of Alpha energy preceded him. He sat in the heavy oak cha
Last Updated: 2026-06-21
Chapter: Chapter 93Damon’s POV The first sign wasn’t violence. That, more than anything, unsettled me. No alarms echoed through the pack. No scouts burst in with blood on their boots. No sharp edge of danger I could meet head-on and end. It was quieter than that. Rachel noticed it before anyone else did. I knew something was wrong the moment Francine left the steward’s office with her jaw tight and her shoulders drawn inward. Rachel followed a moment later, ledgers tucked under her arm, her expression composed—but too still. She didn’t speak until we were halfway down the corridor. “Call Caleb,” she said. “And meet me in the strategy room.” That alone told me everything. By the time I arrived, Caleb was already there, pacing once before stopping, reports spread across the table. Rachel stood at the far end, sunlight from the high windows catching in her hair as she laid the ledgers out carefully. Too carefully. “He didn’t violate a single treaty,” I said as I scanned the figures. Rachel’s g
Last Updated: 2026-06-20
Chapter: Chapter 92Damon’s POV The ultimatum arrived at dawn. Not with challenges or with an army at the gates, but with parchment. The courier waited just beyond the eastern watch line, standing openly beneath a white banner stitched with Ravencrest’s sigil. There was no armor and no weapons drawn. Just a show of clean hands. Elijah wanted to be seen as reasonable, and that alone made my wolf uneasy. I didn’t invite the envoy inside. He delivered the message without complaint, eyes carefully neutral, then he stepped back across the boundary as if the land itself might bite him. I broke the seal before returning to the main house. Rachel was already awake. She stood near the hearth, fully dressed, hair pulled back with deliberate precision. She didn’t ask what the message said. She didn’t need to. She read my face. “So,” she said quietly. “He’s done waiting.” Caleb joined us moments later, boots still damp with morning dew. One look at the parchment in my hand and his expression harden
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
Chapter: Chapter 91Rachel's POV Damon's hand found the small of my back, guiding me toward our chamber, his electric touch igniting sparks along my skin that made my breath catch. The door closed behind us with a solid thud, sealing us in the intimate glow of the room's light. And in that enclosed space, the air grew thick with the scent of our arousal, a heady mix of sweat and desire that pulled us together. Damon's eyes locked onto mine, the golden flecks gleaming with an intensity that stripped away the barriers he had once erected a long time ago. And I saw in them not just the alpha I had now come to deeply care for, but the man who had finally laid bare his soul. "Rachel," he murmured, his voice a gravelly whisper that sent shivers down my spine, as he stepped closer, his hands framing my face with a gentleness that gave a false representation of his strength. I leaned into him, my lips parting in invitation for his kiss. His kiss was deep and devouring, his tongue exploring my mouth
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
Chapter: Chapter 90Damon’s POV Leadership wasn’t loud. It wasn’t the roar of command or the flash of dominance most wolves associated with power. Those were performances which were useful sometimes, but shallow. Real leadership happened in a more quiet way. In rooms without witnesses. In decisions that couldn’t be undone once made. Rachel hadn’t slept much. I knew that the moment I saw her standing by the narrow window in the strategy room, shoulders squared, eyes focused on something far beyond the walls. She looked calm. But calm, on her, meant calculation. Caleb was already there, arms crossed, posture rigid. “She spoke to you again,” I said. Rachel didn’t turn. “Yes.” Caleb’s jaw tightened. “So it’s confirmed.” “She’s the channel,” Rachel replied, finally facing us. “Not the architect.” That distinction mattered more than most would realize. I moved closer to the table, studying the maps laid out across its surface. Patrol routes, trade paths, border zones. “Elijah hasn’t given
Last Updated: 2026-05-09
The Alpha's Rejected Mate
Kieran Blackwood, ruthless Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, was born to lead and conquer. But when he finally finds his fated mate, Selene Everhart, she does the unthinkable...she rejects him.
Selene has her reasons. She refuses to be bound to a man who only knows war and vengeance, a man feared by many. But rejecting an Alpha isn't without consequences, and Kieran refuses to let her go so easily
War brews between rival packs, and Selene's rejection isn't just personal, it's political. And when rival Alpha Darius Nightshade sets his sights on her, Kieran must decide... will he let her slip away, or will he claim what's his, even if it mesns forcing the bond neither of them wanted?
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"I didn't ask you to follow me."
His gaze darkened. "You didn't have to."
I swallowed hard, hating the way my pulse raced under his stare. "I don't belong to you."
Kieran took a slow step forward. "You do."
His presence was suffocating, his heat too close. I stood my ground even as my wolf whimpered inside me.
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Chapter: Chapter 13Selene's POV The moment Kieran let go of me, the air in the hallway suddenly felt violently cold. I turned away, my boots clicking rhythmically against the stone floor, desperate to put distance between us. But it was a lie. Even as I stepped back, my skin hummed where he had touched me, the bond refusing to die no matter how much I willed it to. Damn him. Damn the way he could walk into my life, into my home, and shake the very foundations of the world I was trying to rebuild. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, trying to calm the frantic beating of my heart. My wolf restlessly paced behind my ribs, a silver shadow that whimpered for the Alpha she had been told to forget. "You should go," I said, my voice sounding steadier than I felt. I kept my back to him, afraid that if I looked into those stormy eyes, I'd lose my footing again. Kieran didn't move. I could feel the heat radiating off him, an immovable force of nature. He had always been too big for the rooms he occ
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
Chapter: Chapter 12Kieran's POV The moment Finn stormed into my office, I knew something was wrong. "You're not going to like this," he said, his voice tight with barely contained frustration. I set down the glass of whiskey I'd been holding and leveled him with a stare. "Then don't waste time. Spit it out." Finn exhaled sharply, shoving a hand through his hair. "It's Selene." Her name was enough to send a bolt of tension through my spine. I hadn't seen her since the night she ran, but she had haunted my thoughts like a ghost that refused to rest. I had spent years hardening myself against weakness, against distractions, but she had been the one thing I couldn't bury no matter how much I tried. I leaned back in my chair, keeping my expression unreadable. "What about her?" Finn's jaw tightened. "She met with Darius... again." The words took a second to sink in. The air in the room seemed to shift, growing heavier, hotter. I went still. "Come again?" "She's still making contact with
Last Updated: 2025-12-12
Chapter: Chapter 11Selene's POV The moment I stepped back onto Everhart territory, I felt the weight of my decision settle over me. The confrontation with Darius had been a gamble - one I wasn't entirely sure had paid off. I had gone there as a show of strength, to prove that I wouldn't be intimidated. But the way he had looked at me, the way he had spoken... It left a bitter taste in my mouth. I hated that I had needed to meet with him in the first place. Hated that I had to consider an alliance with him at all. But what choice did I have? The Blackwood Pack would never accept me now. Kieran had made that clear. He didn't want me as his mate. He didn't want me at his side. And yet... I swallowed hard, trying to shake the lingering memory of him - the way his golden eyes burned into me even as he rejected me. The way my wolf still ached for him, despite everything. I needed to push those thoughts away. The moment I crossed the threshold of my pack's main hall, my mother's voice rang
Last Updated: 2025-12-12
Chapter: Chapter 10Selene's POV Darius Nightshade leaned back in his chair, a slow smirk curving his lips as he studied me. His office was dimly lit, the scent of burning wood and aged whiskey filling the air. It was nothing like the sleek, controlled atmosphere of Kieran's territory. Darius's domain was rawer - wilder. I stood in front of his desk, my arms crossed over my chest, trying to suppress the unease curling in my stomach. The man in front of me was dangerous. He always had been. And now, I had willingly stepped into his den. "Selene Everhart," Darius mused, tapping his fingers on the wooden surface. "I have to say, I didn't expect this." I lifted my chin. "I came to talk, not play games." His smirk deepened. "Funny. I thought that's all you and Kieran ever did - play games." My wolf bristled, but I forced myself to remain still. "I rejected him," I said evenly. "My loyalty is to my own pack. Not his." Darius chuckled, the sound low and amused. "Oh, I know. The whole damn t
Last Updated: 2025-12-11
Chapter: Chapter 9Kieran's POV I knew something was wrong the moment Finn stormed into my office. Not wrong in the usual way - the kind of wrong that came with managing a pack, handling rogues, or preparing for war. This was different. Finn's eyes were sharp, his energy tense. His hands clenched at his sides like he was barely holding himself back. I set my whiskey glass down with deliberate calm. "What happened?" Finn didn't speak right away. He was waiting. Choosing his words carefully. I didn't have the patience for that. "Spit it out." My voice came out rougher than I intended. He exhaled sharply. "It's Selene." I went still. My fingers curled against the edge of the desk. "What about her?" Finn hesitated for half a second. Then he said it. "She's with Darius." The air in the room shifted. A slow, cold rage started building in my chest. I pushed away from my desk, standing to my full height. "Explain." Finn's jaw tightened. "She went back to her pack, and Darius was
Last Updated: 2025-12-11
Chapter: Chapter 8Selene's POV Darius Nightshade leaned casually against the doorframe, looking completely at ease - like he belonged here. Like he owned the place. And for the first time in my life, my father didn't tell him to leave. A cold, sinking feeling settled in my gut. "What the hell is he doing here?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended. Darius smirked. "That's no way to greet an old friend, Selene." "You are not my friend," I snapped. His golden eyes gleamed with amusement, and his smirk only widened, as if my hostility entertained him. "No? That's funny. Because your father and I were just having a very... interesting conversation about your future." I turned to my father. "What is he talking about?" Alpha Ronald folded his arms across his broad chest, his silver eyes assessing me. "You left me with very few choices, Selene." A chill ran through me. "Choices for what?" Darius stepped forward, his presence suffocating, his scent thick with dominance and somet
Last Updated: 2025-02-15
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