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Aria Kingsley never asked to be Luna. A forced heat, an accidental pregnancy, and a Council mandate locked her into a marriage with Luca Stormbourne, Alpha of StormRidge Pack, the man every wolf expected would claim another she-wolf as his mate. Two years later, Aria decides she’s done with his indifference, Ivy Castemont’s constant taunts and bullying, and being an outsider of her own pack. She wants one thing: severing their bond. But the moment Aria tries to leave, everything she thought she understood starts to unravel. The dying Old Alpha calls her to his bedside and murmurs a truth that turns her world inside out. Every clue that Aria uncovers pushes Luca closer instead of farther. His wolf turns possessive, his scent shifts toward hers, and the man who once hurt her now swears he won’t let her go. But love isn’t the only danger rising. Someone is willing to destroy the Stormbourne line and Aria before the truth comes to light. When love and betrayal clash, will Aria choose to run from Luca, or will she ruin anyone who dares to come between them? And the most terrifying question of all, if fate didn’t go wrong… what if fate finally went right? A Luna born to be rejected… becomes the most powerful of all.

To celebrate our third wedding anniversary, I get us a dinner reservation and prepare a gift for her, complete with a handwritten love letter. But my wife, Teresa Sloan, doesn't show up. Meanwhile, while attending the welcome-back party for her first love, Carlton Unger, she walks around on his arm with a radiant smile on her face. Someone asks her who I am. She replies, "No one worth mentioning." From that day onward, I stop waiting around for her. Sometime later, she comes crying to me, saying, "I love you, Silas." I tell her, "It's too late."

Kael Draven is one step away from becoming the most powerful wolf of his generation. There's only one problem. He isn't exactly the kind of Alpha the public warms up to. Even after years of carefully curating his image, the verdict remains the same: he’s scary, unapproachable, cold, untrustworthy, impossible to love… ‘dead-eyed’, as one commentator once put it. Which is exactly why he has her. Elara Lennox. His wife. His fated mate. Once the internet's favorite Omega, Elara was known for her warmth, her charm and the kind of life people couldn't stop watching—something simple and real. Together, they were perfect. A flawless image of a flawless marriage, one the world couldn't get enough of. She was the softness to his edge. The light to his darkness. Everything looked perfect. Until now. When they're thrown into a brutal reality TV show built around failing marriages, their carefully constructed illusion begins to crack under constant surveillance and very public judgment. The rules are simple: fall back in love… or fall apart in front of millions. As tensions rise and a powerful rival Alpha steps into the spotlight, the truth becomes impossible to ignore: Elara was always perfect for Kael's image. But was he ever good enough for her? At all? Now, with the entire world watching—and voting— Elara must decide: will she keep fighting for a mate who never truly loved her, or finally, finally choose herself?

My CEO wife, Vivian Lynch, suffers from chronic insomnia and can only fall asleep with the pillow mists I make. At our seventh wedding anniversary dinner, her male best friend, Earl Cain, pours a basin of hot water onto the old cypress tree in the backyard. I rush to save the tree in tears. Earl gets on his knees and apologizes, "I'm sorry, Allen. I did not know that you use this tree's leaves to make the pillow mists." Vivian comforts him gently and orders her men to tie me to the trunk of the tree. She says with a scoff, "If this tree is so precious, then you can spend your life guarding it!" After I hurt my hands from this ordeal, the first thing I do is to demand a divorce. On one night a month later, Vivian, who is unable to sleep, goes to the backyard and sees the withered old cypress tree there.

I return home from my business trip that night. The pharmacy I always go to calls to say that my membership card was used that afternoon, but the payment failed, and the account needs to be topped up. I look over at my wife, Catherine Francis, who's focused on making dinner. I ask her what she bought. She smiles and pulls out a box of supplements. "I've been staying up late working these past few days. My heart's been acting up a little, so I bought some heart supplements." Seeing my expression go flat, she lets out a helpless sigh and takes a card out of her bag. "I know you're particular about money. Since I accidentally used your membership card, I'll pay you back ten times. Okay?" However, I don't take the card like I used to. I just look at her calmly and say, "Let's get a divorce."

During the live boyband auditions, I won the popularity vote by a landslide and was given the position of the main singer. Another member of the boyband suddenly laughed as he patted me on the shoulder. "Jordan, I was the one who accompanied you to get stamina supplements after you overdid it in bed with your rich married lover. Now that we're in the same boyband, please look out for me!" Immediately, the phrase 'The Boyband's One-Minute Man' was seen everywhere online. Even our mentor chimed in, trying to get me kicked out of the band. I had no choice but to call my mother when I was unable to prove myself innocent. "Mom, I don't want to debut in a boyband anymore. Let me go solo and send the rest of them off to labor away their lives at the factory!"