The Lunar Queen

Why would a werewolf be terrified of her fated mate? For Lyric, finding out the future Alpha Mason was her mate wasn’t a fairytale—it was her worst nightmare. For years, Lyric hid in the shadows of her pack. She had a terrifying secret: her twin sister, Summer, was a jealous psychopath who happened to be Mason’s girlfriend. Every time Mason showed Lyric even a sliver of kindness, Summer would brutally punish her in secret. A broken arm. A concussion. Lyric learned the hard way—Mason’s attention meant unbearable pain. So, when Mason turned 18 and instantly recognized Lyric's scent, he thought he could finally claim the girl he secretly loved. He proudly used his Alpha command to scare off other boys, unaware that his public display of affection was sealing Lyric's doom. That very afternoon, Lyric was ambushed. Pinned down in a dark closet, her own sister plunged a silver blade deep into her side. "That’s your last warning," Summer whispered as Lyric collapsed in a pool of her own blood. By the time they found her, Lyric was nearly gone. When she finally opens her eyes in the intensive care unit days later, Mason is right there. The arrogant future Alpha is reduced to tears, desperately trying to hold the mate he almost lost. But the moment his hand nears hers, Lyric’s severe PTSD takes over. She violently flinches away, her heart monitor screaming as she gasps for air. "Don't touch me! Please!" she shrieks, curling into a ball of pure terror. Mason steps forward, heartbroken. "Lyric, it's me. I'm your mate. I'll protect you now." "No! Your protection is what got me stabbed!" she cries out, staring at him as if he were the monster. "If you really love me, just leave me alone!" Watching his fated mate tremble in sheer dread at his mere presence, Mason's world crumbles. He realizes, too late, that his cheap, delayed affection has turned the girl he loves into a traumatized victim. Now, he must pay the price for his blindness. Can he ever earn her forgiveness, or is the damage permanent? ad.readinkapp.com

"You used your Alpha aura to force the doctors to speak, Mason? How heroic," Lyric spat, blood bubbling past her lips as she tore the IV needle from her shaking hand. "You were stabbed with silver, Lyric! You've been hiding broken ribs and concussions for eight f*cking years!" Mason roared, his fist slamming into the clinic wall, the concrete cracking under his raw power. His breath hitched, his cedar-and-mint scent suffocating her. "I am your fated mate! Why didn't you tell me my own girlfriend was tearing you apart?" Lyric let out a hollow, broken laugh, her green eyes blazing with pure, freezing hatred. Because every time you called me your little sunflower, she made an Omega family pay in blood, she thought, the memory of Summer's silver blade sinking into her side still burning like acid. "You want to know why, Alpha?" Lyric whispered, leaning closer until her cold lips brushed his ear. "Because you were too busy f*cking her to notice I was dying. Stay away from me." Before Mason could wrap his claws around her wrists, the heavy oak doors exploded outward. "Step away from my Queen, little wolf," a terrifyingly calm voice echoed through the dust, radiating a cosmic power that brought Mason's wolf instantly to its knees. ad.readinkapp.com