Why Was Cecelia Killed In Breaking Dawn?

Forced to marry her abusive ex-boyfriend, Jayden Warner, future Luna Anastasia Lasko has no choice but to flee from her home. With the help of her wolf and her magical ability, which she’s kept secret her entire life, she manages to stay on the run for three long years. Everything changes on one fateful night when a horrible mistake leaves her in the clutches of the heartless Alpha Caius Blackwell. Hatred and desire blossom between the two immediately, along with a connection deeper than either could have ever anticipated. Despite their conflicted feelings, Anastasia and Alpha Caius realize they need one another. All across the country werewolves with unique abilities are going missing, and Alpha Caius needs soldiers if he’s going to uncover the truth. All Anastasia wants is to step up as Luna to her pack, but she’s forbidden from doing so until she takes a husband. The two come together and form a marriage contract that would make them husband and wife for three hundred and sixty-five days. Lives and hearts are on the line, and nothing is what it seems. Can both stay whole when secrets come to light and a mate-bond is thrown into the mix? ** Set in the same world as Alpha Nox! **

At Draven Wolf Academy, Elara Moonfall has spent two humiliating months as the only eighteen-year-old who never shifted. Mocked as the wolfless disgrace of a legendary bloodline, she's learned to survive by keeping her head down. But when a blood moon awakens the ancient wolf sleeping inside her, everything changes. Overnight, the girl everyone pitied becomes the one every Alpha wants and the one an old curse has been waiting centuries to claim. Far beyond the academy, Alpha Ravin Blackthorn has lived his entire life bound by a single impossible command: when his fated mate shifts, he must kill her or lose his wolf forever. But another Alpha has already set his sights on Elara. Cold, patient, and dangerously calculating, Alpha Kol knows that if Elara is Ravin's greatest weakness, then she is the fastest way to bring the feared Darkhowl Alpha to his knees. Bound by fate, hunted by an enemy, and haunted by a curse centuries in the making, Ravin is about to discover that some battles demand far more than strength.

We were supposed to be in love for eternity. But my vampire fiancé, Caius, has stood me up at our blood-bonding ceremony thirty-three times. The first time, the girl he’d sired, Evangeline, lost control during a hunt. He raced to her side, leaving me alone in the church under the blood moon. The second time, he vanished mid-ceremony because Evangeline was being bullied by another clan. He left me to face the elders’ mockery alone. After that, his little fledgling always had some fresh disaster for him to avert. And he always had an excuse: “I sired her. She’s like a child to me.” Then I saw the fresh bite marks on their necks. They had shared blood—the ultimate intimacy between mates. My heart turned to ash. It was time to burn our betrothal to the ground. The day I finally disappeared, he went mad, tearing our world apart to find me.

Isolde never thought her mate would be the one to end her life. Married to Caleb, the ruthless Alpha she thought she could trust, she gave him everything. Her loyalty. Her love. Her future. Until the day he chose power over her and sealed her fate, with the help of the one person she trusted almost as much as him. Talia. Her best friend. Her betrayer. But death was not the end. When Isolde opens her eyes again, she is no longer the broken Luna who died begging for mercy. She remembers everything. Every lie. Every wound. Every moment they chose to destroy her. This time, she rises stronger, colder, and far more dangerous. This time, she takes everything back. And she starts by marrying Caleb’s greatest enemy. Kaelen. Caleb’s cousin. His rival. The Alpha who was always stronger, always better, always a threat. The one man Caleb could never truly defeat. Now Isolde stands at Kaelen’s side as his Luna, no longer a victim but a force to be reckoned with. Kaelen does not look at her with false love or empty promises. He sees her for what she has become, and instead of breaking her, he gives her the power to rise. But Kaelen has secrets of his own. And the deeper Isolde steps into his world, the more she realizes her return was not fate alone. It was something darker. Now, with two Alphas tied to her destiny and betrayal burning in her veins, Isolde is done running from the past. She will reclaim her place. She will take back everything that was stolen from her. And she will make them pay. And Caleb is about to learn exactly why killing her was the worst mistake he ever made.

Everyone in Frostmoon Pack knew that Cassian loved me. He stayed by my side through every heat cycle. On storm-heavy nights, he would shift into wolf form and coax me to sleep. Before the council of elders, he once declared: “Lyra is my only Luna.” So I had never imagined he would betray me too. The day I found out I was pregnant, I received a set of photos from his former lover. In them, Cassian was bare-chested, with fresh bite marks still visible along his neck. She sent only two lines: He does love you. But last night, he didn’t refuse me. I didn’t cry. I didn’t confront him. I only called my best friend. “Help me arrange a false death.” She was silent, then asked in a low voice, “Have you thought this through? You’re carrying a pup.” I touched my stomach. “I have.” “And contact the witch for me. I want my mate bond with Cassian severed.” Five days later, there would be a fatal wreck on the mountain road beyond the pack borders. When Cassian arrived, all he would find was the burned frame of the car and a handful of ashes that were supposed to be Lyra’s.

It was at our engagement banquet that I finally learned the truth. I wasn't the true heiress of a noble human family. I wasn't the "fated bride" destined to bear a half-blood child for the vampires. I was just the wrong baby someone had brought home from the hospital. A fake. I'd thought that Alexander, the boy who'd risked his life to drag me out of a burning house, the boy I'd grown up beside, would love me the same as always. Instead, in front of everyone, he let go of my hand and looked down at me with cold eyes. "Without that bloodline, do you really think you deserve to stand beside me?" Then he reached out and slid the engagement ring off my finger himself. He turned, and led the true heiress up to the high platform. Everyone laughed at me. The fake heiress, delusional enough to think she could marry the vampire heir. I was thrown out of the only home I'd ever known. The only kindness left to me was Alexander's, a scrap of charity that let me stay at his side as the lowest thing a vampire could keep. A blood slave. And then, later, I died in an explosion. Saving him. Alexander knelt in the blood and lost his mind, screaming at everyone around him to save me. But there was something he didn't know. I hadn't died. Later still, at a vampire banquet, he saw me again at last. I walked past him on another man's arm, smiling. And this time, it was his turn to lose his mind begging me to look back at him.