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 shadow thing above the Blood Moon buzzed with hungry energy. Without Marcus to control it, the thing was free to feed on whatever it wanted. And what it wanted was power—the kind that came from broken hearts and shattered ties. "It's getting stronger," Elara whispered, feeling the darkness pull at her soul like a magnet. 


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