I was nothing. A lowly omega, destined to live in the shadows of stronger wolves. But on the night of my eighteenth birthday, the moon had other plans for me. My mate was an Alpha’s son. The problem? He wasn’t the only one. The Blackwood triplets—Kael, Ronan, and Darian—each bore the same mark that bound them to me.  

To be Luna, I would have to survive the chaos of three powerful mates, a jealous rival who wanted my place, and a secret buried deep in my bloodline.  

Because being chosen by the moon was never a gift. It was a curse.

The silver mine entrance loomed before them, a dark mouth in the mountainside bordered by twisted, dead trees.  No birds sang here.  Even the wind seemed afraid to blow.  "This is it," Rowan whispered, crouching behind a rock.  "Elara's hideout."  Selene's heart pounded as she peered at the mine opening.  Somewhere inside was Ivy—her little sister, stuck between human and something else.  "Two guards," Dante whispered, his golden eyes narrowed.  "We take them quietly."  Rowan nodded.  "I'll circle left."  "Wait."  Selene grabbed Dante's arm.  "Something feels wrong."  "What do you mean?" he asked.  "It's too easy."  She frowned.  "After that vision in the library, Elara knows we're coming.  Why only two guards?"  Dante studied the entry, then sniffed the air.  "You're right.  It's a trap."  Rowan pointed to a small crack in the rocks nearby. 


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