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The Forbidden Luna Of The Twin Alphas

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Serena Gray never believed in werewolves until she ran for her life straight into their territory. Fleeing her abusive ex through the woods at midnight, she crosses an invisible border and collapses at the feet of two men who look like sin carved from moonlight. Kael Nightshade, the cold and calculating Alpha. Dante Nightshade, the fierce and wild Alpha. Twin rulers of the most powerful pack in North America. One touch and they know. She is their fated Luna. Both of them. But pack law is absolute. The twin Alphas can only claim a mate if both agree, and no mate can be shared. For three hundred years, this law has kept their pack united. Breaking it means civil war. When rival Alpha Corvus discovers their bond, he sees opportunity. He spreads word of the forbidden mate bond, turning allied packs against the Nightshades. The pack elders demand Serena's rejection. Her ex tracks her down, threatening to expose her location to hunters unless she returns. Serena must choose between running again or fighting for a love that could destroy an entire world. The twins must decide if one woman is worth losing everything their ancestors built. Some bonds are worth burning down kingdoms. Some loves are worth breaking every rule.
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