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.

Back at the cave, Darian paced like a caged dog.  His brothers were busy planning battle tactics with the other Alphas, but he couldn't focus.  Something felt wrong.  Very wrong.  "She shouldn't have gone alone," he mumbled, running his hands through his dark hair.  "She's not alone," Kael said without looking up from the war plan.  "Kane and Celeste are with her."  "That's not enough protection."  "She made her choice," Ronan snapped.  "Stop second-guessing everything."  Darian's jaw tightened.  His brothers didn't understand.  They saw Elara as their mate, their Luna. 


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