forbidden Alpha

forbidden Alpha

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The Forbidden Alpha He's the Alpha who destroyed her world. She's the mate he was never meant to have. Bound by the Moon Goddess, torn apart by hatred-Luna and Damian are trapped in a bond neither of them wanted. Revenge, betrayal, and forbidden desire collide in a battle between fate and free will. Will their love heal the scars of war... or ignite a fire that consumes them both?

Chapter 1 the blood feud

he night was heavy with the copper tang of blood and the smoke of burning timber. Even though years had passed since that night, Luna Blackthorn still smelled it in her dreams. The war between the moonstone Pack and the Silverfangs had ended when she was only a child, but its scars had never faded. They ran deep - in her father's limp, in her pack's bitter whispers, and most of all, in her own heart.

Her mother had died during that raid, torn apart by Silverfang warriors while trying to protect Luna. That memory was Luna's fire. Hatred had been her inheritance, burned into her veins with every heartbeat.

At twenty-one, Luna was no longer the little girl hiding behind her mother's legs. She was sharp-tongued, fearless, and quick with her claws. If the Alpha of her pack, her uncle Aldric, called for war again, Luna would not hesitate to spill Silverfang blood.

Yet even as she sharpened her blades at the border outpost that night, she couldn't ignore the gnawing pull inside her. It had begun a few weeks ago, a strange restlessness under her skin, a tug at her wolf that seemed to whisper of something coming. Something forbidden.

"Still awake?" a voice muttered. Her cousin Rowan, another border guard, leaned against the post. His golden eyes scanned the forest beyond the trees. "You should rest. You've been patrolling for hours."

"I'm not tired," Luna replied curtly. She wasn't about to admit she couldn't rest. Sleep only brought nightmares, and the stirring in her chest refused to quiet.

Rowan studied her for a moment, then sighed. "One day, Luna, your anger will burn you alive."

She smirked without humor. "Better to burn than to be weak."

The words settled between them, heavy with truth. The Bloodmoon Pack could not afford weakness. Not when the Silverfangs guilded the borderlands, waiting for a chance to strike.

It felt like enternity, pain surged in Luna's heart the long awaited moment for her was just a time burn the silverfangs never showed up well it's strange how it all happened.

Heading back home, disappointed and enslaved by her own thought. Luna is the only one who hasn't found a mate yet sounded strange well it wasn't new . Uncle Alderic well we stayed all night but to no avail. Luna my dear I love you but you have to take every step with courtesy, I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you , when you mother died i promise her, I will be there for you through soft and tick. I know you want to take revenge but do it with caution.

Well uncle Alderic says that all the time, but I promise to take revenge, I promise to make them pay dearly for all that happened.

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