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.

While Ronan fought in the Northern Territories, Darian sat alone in the deepest part of the cave, surrounded by old books that Margaret had hidden for decades. "Find anything useful?" Kael asked, appearing at the entry with worry etched on his face. Darian didn't look up from the broken pages. "Still searching." But that was a lie. 


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