's

ars. To give u

, my so-called stepmother. The way she looked at me, you'd thi

kept my head down back in the Darkmoon Pack only because I loved Damon

orth. The pack and everything tied to it ran into the billions. And she thoug

ppenin

I didn't even glance at the

hat?" Rebecca shot up from her c

her. He was young, maybe my age, with short blond hair catching the sunlight an

ice low and arrogant. "I'

brother," drippi

s an Omega who can't even shift, what gives her the right to lead the Crawford Pac

sizing up its next meal, his Be

s heir had to carry Alpha blood, and my so-cal

allenged

nt it had

is heir." My voice didn't sh

in the room drop

around me cinching like a fist. "So you're not just weak. You're

. "Kill her! With her gone,

of it," Rebecca added with a cold s

f the manor and closed in around me. Their e

s. My identity might have changed, but my body hadn't. I was still an Omeg

hadn't expected thing

e straight as a wall. "Ma'am, you can't do th

flicked his hand. A burst of raw po

tried to reach him, but a guard step

of brakes cut th

e manor gates. On each door, a blood-red moon emble

moon

e East Coast, the Bloodmoon Pack owned the enti

d wolves stepped out. The one leading them had a cold, ch

ebecca both

ou want?" Lucas asked, failing

studied me for a second, and then he bowed. "By orde

u

mind went blank rig

alking about?" Rebecca

ears ago, the former Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack and the Alpha of the Crawford Pack struck a pact: their eldest son

that the only rightful heir of the Crawford Pack, Ava Crawford, has returned. By the pac

world we

rozen, my head

pha I'd never even met, from the

been ready to kill me. Now I was suddenly the future Luna

absurd tha

"after you." "Ms. Crawford, I'm Oswald, Alpha Adrian'

head to me at once. Not out of fear, pure, unques

pbrother, then at Alvin being helped back t

as certain:

hit me, sharp enough to spi

n't know the first thing about Alpha Adrian. His pack towered over every p

was hideous. Maybe something was wrong with him