My Luna's Revenge (Blinded by Fury')

The morning light filtered through the stained glass windows of the ceremonial chamber, casting rainbow patterns across the polished marble floor. I stood in the center of the room, my heart racing with anticipation as Elaine adjusted the silver circlet on my head. "You look beautiful, Clara," Elaine said, her fingers deftly weaving moonflowers into my hair. "The future Beta of Thornwood Pack won't know what hit him." I smiled, though something in her tone made me pause. "What's wrong? You sound like you're attending a funeral, not a mating ceremony." Elaine's hands stilled for just a moment. "It's nothing. Just... be careful with Blake. I've heard things about him that don't add up." "Like what?" I turned to face her, but she avoided my gaze.

My mate and I decided to undergo a pack ritual to conceive because of his low fertility. Just before the ceremony, I discovered that he had conspired to replace my eggs with those of his long-lost mate, Bianca Barnes. I didn’t say a word—I simply switched the eggs back. While I was at it, I replaced his essence with that of my true mate, Josiah Ruiz. Now, twenty-five years later, Bianca stands before me, tears streaming down her face, claiming to be Izabella’s mother: “My darling daughter, I’m your real mom!” ============================== Izabella and I had just returned from an international pack alliance meeting when we were met with a scene straight out of a rogue’s tale. The grand hall of the Ruiz Packhouse was bustling with distant relatives who never usually paid us visits—all gathered as if for a grand celebration. At the center of it all was Bianca Barnes, seated on the Alpha’s throne, putting on a melodramatic performance worthy of a rogue’s den. Drake Arnold, the rogue I had once allowed to pose as my mate, was doting on her, his concern etched on his face like a poorly written prophecy. I raised an eyebrow, parked my suitcase to the side, and leveled my gaze at him. “What’s the occasion, Drake?” I asked, my voice calm but laced with the authority of a Luna.

The silk sheets felt cold against my bare skin as I stirred awake, my body aching from last night's rough handling. Dawn hadn't broken yet, but I could feel Maxwell's presence beside me, his warmth radiating reluctantly through the space between us. I kept my breathing steady, hoping he'd think I was still asleep. If I could just slip away before he fully woke... "Hannah." His voice cut through the darkness, low and commanding. "You're awake." I opened my eyes to find him sitting up, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the dim light filtering through the curtains. Even in the darkness, I could see the cold indifference in his steel-gray eyes. "Yes, Alpha," I whispered, immediately sliding to the edge of the bed. My muscles protested as I moved, reminding me of how he'd pinned me down last night, how his hands had left bruises on my wrists. "You need to leave before the sun rises." Maxwell's tone was clipped, businesslike.

The morning of our third mating anniversary arrived with a gentle spring breeze that carried the promise of new beginnings. I stood in our private Alpha-Luna quarters, arranging white moon lilies—Colton's favorite—in a crystal vase. Three years of sacred bonding deserved something special. "Perfect," I whispered, stepping back to admire my work. The room smelled of fresh flowers and the lingering scent of our wolves' markings—his cedar and rain, my jasmine and moonlight. My wolf, Selene, purred contentedly within me. *He'll love this surprise.* "He better," I replied aloud, smoothing down the silk dress I'd chosen for tonight's private celebration. "I've spent weeks planning this." The sacred mate bond between Alpha and Luna was the foundation of pack stability. Colton and I had built something unbreakable—or so I believed. With a final glance at the romantic setup, I headed toward the kitchen to check on the anniversary cake.

Omegas are born weak. Hermosa was born to survive. When Hermosa discovers her secret lover—Raphael, future Alpha—betraying her in the worst way, she runs. Bleeding, terrified, she crashes into the private suite of Ragal, the cold Lycan King who should have killed her… but doesn’t. Then Raphael finds her. Jealous. Unhinged. Deadly. He bites her—marking her by force only to be burned and weakened by her blood. And just as he tries to finish her, Ragal tears through the night to save her again. Hermosa wakes in the King’s arms with no memory… only a dangerous pull toward him. Between a murderous Alpha and a possessive Lycan King, Hermosa must uncover the truth: She isn’t just an Omega. She’s something powerful and both men will fight to claim her.

In her past life, Summer was tragically killed by a scumbag and her scheming stepsister, and they also caused the death of the husband who loved her most. After being reborn, Summer takes the initiative to marry in the place of another, becoming the bride of a disabled husband. In this new life, she plans to tear apart those who wronged her and fiercely punish the scum. They say she's plain and unlucky for her husband? Until one day, when all her divine-level disguises are revealed, everyone who underestimated her is blinded by her brilliance. But what about the supposedly impotent, disabled big shot? By day, he is so gentle, pampering her to the bone; by night, he turns into a ravenous wolf and devours her completely! [Foolish Bride Substitute + Hidden Talents + Rebirth + Strong Couple + Sweet Romance]