How Often Can I Perform Ricarica Iliad?

Aria was the Luna of the Winter Mist pack, renowned for her achievements in war strategy. Her contribution was crucial in her pack becoming the most powerful in the entire country. Everything in her life should be perfect. ...Except it wasn't. In actuality, Aria's life was anything but successful. She was helpless to the whims of her abusive Alpha mate and his mistress. A mate who never loved her. As she watches their relationship grow, her options are to run away or die trying to keep her Luna position. But this is not the story of how Aria sways his closed-off heart until he finally loves her. No, this is the story of how Aria died. So when she is faced with the opportunity to go back in time and try again... will she take it? ...Or is she fated to relive her mistakes all over again? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "...And if I refuse?" I asked hesitantly. "Then you will remain in the Abyss, forever reliving your earthly memories." My mind recalled the images that had just tormented me, showing me my death over and over again. I knew now she must have shown me that strategically so I had a taste of what my refusal would look like. "Then I don't want to be Luna again... and I don't want to be Aleric's mate," I said, surprising even myself that I was bargaining with a Goddess. But I couldn't shake the feeling something seemed off. "That is the fate I have chosen for you." "Then I don't accept," I argued. "I think there is something you're not telling me. A reason why you need me to go back so badly." She was silent, her silver eyes regarding me warily. "...So I am correct," I said, taking her silence as confirmation.

"Don't touch me!", Arieon yelled at him as tears fell freely from her eyes. She was breathing heavily from the way she ran down the stairs. "You'll harm yourself, be careful!", Enzo snapped at her angrily. She glared at him, "The only harm that will come to me is you, so stay the fuck away!". He rolled his eyes and walked down the stairs. The more steps he took towards her,the more she moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and she cursed internally. He grinned in triumph and placed his fingers on her jaw making her to look at him. "Mi cara, you're the only good in my life. You and our unborn child", he placed his hand on her stomach and she felt her heart flutter. "Stop running away", he leaned closer to her. "And if I don't", she asked in a hushed tone. Their eyes locked and he grinned, "I'll keep chasing you, Arieon".

Once a year the Iridescence Pack opens their gates to the world. Once a year an event unlike any other takes place. Ruled by an Alpha with a penchant for trickery, Iridian is a game where nothing is what it seems. Werewolves around the world beg for a coveted invitation to Iridian, desperate for a shot at the grand prize. Invitations sent across the world; their recipients chosen at random. For an entire week werewolves gather for the anticipated Iridian, held by the infamous Game Master. Each year the Game Master changes the game, challenging the mind and tricking the senses.The only thing Rachel Thornton cares about is finding her mate and getting the hell out of her small pack. Located in the middle of nowhere, Rachel longs to see the world. When an invitation finds its way into her hands, she wants nothing more than to refuse and move on with her life. This year the rules have changed, and something important was taken from Rachel. The only way to recover what was stolen is to venture to the Iridescence Pack, becoming a pawn in a game she never wanted to play.

Jericho St. Claire was born to rule—crown prince of Scotland, heir to both a kingdom and a powerful pack. But after a devastating accident leaves him the sole survivor, everything changes. Branded a liability and cast out by his own blood, Jericho is stripped of his birthright and forced into exile. With nothing but his Beta, Slade, at his side, he flees to the United States and disappears into a small town determined to rebuild what he’s lost. Together, they forge a new pack from the ground up—one built on loyalty, survival, and hard-earned trust. But the past refuses to stay buried. Enemies rise from the shadows, drawn by whispers of power and a prophecy that binds Jericho to a fate he never chose. Though estranged, his father watches from afar—and when danger closes in, even exile cannot sever blood ties completely. Caught between expectation and defiance, Jericho must navigate the weight of leadership, the scars of betrayal, and a mate he isn’t sure he wants—but cannot ignore. As history threatens to repeat itself, he faces a choice: follow the path carved by those before him, or break the cycle and become something greater. Forged through loss, tested by loyalty, and haunted by destiny, Jericho must rise—not as the prince he was born to be, but as the king he chooses to become.

Riya died betrayed by the two people she loved most—her mate and her sister. But fate had other plans. Reborn as Aurelia, the sickly Luna of the fearsome Lycan King, she wakes to a second chance at life. Only this time, she isn’t weak. This time, she won’t be the victim. With revenge burning in her heart and a new mate who despises her, Riya must decide: will she destroy those who betrayed her, or will she rise above her past and embrace a new future? But when she discovers that her new mate is cursed—and that her past mate may still hold a claim on her soul—Riya realizes that her second chance comes with a price. And she’s willing to pay in blood.

(Sequel to Rite of Submission) Selene D'Arcadia had already had her world turned upside down over and over again when the Alpha came to collect the mate their parents had arranged for him when they were children. No one could have predicted that she'd turn out to be the long lost niece of the Lycan King. Now that he knows she's alive and where to find her, she has to do what ever it takes to escape her uncle's clutches, even if it means starting a war between their packs.