Rejected By My Fated Alpha, Claimed By His Rival

“In the werewolf world, the Blue Moon Ceremony is everything. I am a pureblood. At that ceremony my fated mate was supposed to stand beside me and name me Luna in front of the whole pack. Instead, the three men I loved most - my mate, my oldest friend, and my own brother - carried my three moonstones to another woman's altar and dared me to make a scene. I did not make a scene. I stood under the blue moon and let them watch me do nothing at all. They took my silence for surrender. This is what it cost them.”