FORSAKEN LUNA, RISING PHOENIX
Aria Nightshade, 26, has been the perfect Luna of the Silvermoon Pack for five years. She wasn't Alpha Damien Blackwood's fated mate—but he *chose* her. He promised her forever, swore their bond was stronger than fate itself, and she believed him. She gave him everything: her heart, her devotion, and her identity, transforming from a quiet omega into a beloved Luna who fought for every pack member as if they were family.
Then Damien returns from a diplomatic mission with *her*—Selene Moonshadow, his true fated mate. Beautiful, powerful, and radiating the kind of primal magic that makes wolves bow. Damien insists nothing will change. "You're my Luna, Aria. She's just... fate. We can make this work."
But everything changes.
Selene moves into the packhouse. Damien starts missing dinners, forgetting anniversaries, vanishing for "pack business" that smells like jasmine and lies. The pack warriors who once protected Aria now sneer. The women who called her sister whisper "false Luna" behind her back. Even Damien's younger brother Marcus, who swore lifelong friendship, turns cold.
Then comes the trap.
Accused of poisoning Selene (who dramatically "almost dies"), Aria is dragged before the pack council. Evidence appears from nowhere—wolfsbane in her chambers, witnesses who suddenly remember her "threats." Damien, torn between his chosen mate and his fated bond, doesn't defend her. He stays *silent*.
Aria is stripped of her Luna title, publicly rejected, and exiled into the Shadowlands—a cursed territory where rogues hunt and magic dies. They expect her to perish within days.
They have no idea what she really is.
Because Aria Nightshade isn't just an omega. She's the last daughter of the Ashenclaw bloodline—ancient wolf warriors who could command fire and shift into wolves with phoenix flames in their veins. Her mother hid her, suppressed her powers with binding spells, and died protecting the secret. The Ashenclaw were hunted to extinction by the Wolf Council centuries ago because they were *too powerful*, a threat to the ruling packs.
In the Shadowlands, dying and betrayed, Aria's bindings shatter. And she *burns*.
When she rises from the ashes, she's no longer the gentle Luna who baked cookies for pup birthdays. She's a weapon. And she's going to make them all pay.
But revenge gets complicated when she encounters Caden Stormfang—the exiled Alpha of the rival Bloodmoon Pack, dangerous and scarred, ruling the Shadowlands' rogues with an iron fist. He's everything Damien isn't: brutal, honest, and he sees *her*, not the Luna mask she wore.
"You want revenge, little phoenix?" Caden's silver eyes gleam. "I'll teach you how to burn kingdoms. But it'll cost you."
"Name your price."
"Become my Luna. A real one. Help me reclaim my pack, and I'll help you destroy yours."
As Aria trains her forbidden powers and builds an army of rogues and exiles, Damien begins to realize what he's lost. Selene's mask slips, revealing a schemer working with the Wolf Council to eliminate powerful bloodlines—including Damien's. The poisoning was a setup orchestrated by Selene and Marcus (who wants the Alpha position). Too late, Damien sees the truth: his fated mate is his destruction. His chosen mate was his salvation.
Now he'll do anything to win Aria back. But she's no longer the woman who loved him.
She's the Phoenix Luna. And she's done begging for scraps of affection.
When Aria returns to Silvermoon with Caden and an army at her back, Damien falls to his knees. "I'm sorry. Come home. I'll reject Selene. I'll make this right. *Please*."
Aria looks at the man she once loved, then at Caden—the one who rebuilt her from ashes.
"You had your chance, Damien. You chose silence when I needed your roar. Now watch me burn everything you love. Starting with your crown."
Because sometimes the greatest revenge isn't destroying your enemies.
It's becoming so powerful they can't touch you—and making them watch as you choose someone else.
