A_Campbell

A natural born female Alpha is unheard of in the werewolf world. It's always the first born male that's the Alpha. However, at least one exists.

Faelyn was sold to another pack at the age of eight under a false name and rank after being ripped away from her parents and brother who disappeared without a trace.

She spent ten years being mistreated and abused in the Red Moon pack as Alyce Lilly, Omega to the Pack Manor. She also spent ten years plotting revenge on the man responsible for taking everything away from her, including her pack and her family.  She has plans to leave Red Moon and seems the stars are aligning for her do so successfully.

Fate, however, has other plans for her when she discovers her mate and rejects him without hesitation. With her best friend by her side she presses forward with her plans, only for another to throw her off again. 

Will she succeed in getting back her rightful pack while keeping her secrets safe until she does? Will she find the answers she seeks, the family she secretly yearns for?

The Forgotten Luna

We couldn't have been asleep for more than a few hours when I woke to her whimpering and tossing in her sleep. I lifted myself up on my arm, watching her for a moment, "Alyce, wake up love, you're ok. You're safe."


She didn't seem to hear me as she growled and thrashed in her sleep. I reached over and grabbed her, wrapping her in my arms so she wouldn't hurt herself, "Alyce, come on, wake up. It's just a nightmare." I shook her a little bit and pulled her head into the crook of my shoulder so she would catch my scent.


She let out a stifled scream, her as flying open, "No, no, no!" she wiggled against my arms and I let her go, not wanting her to think she was being forced into something again. She rolled away from me, sliding off the bed to her feet, and I could hear her heart beating rapidly against her chest. Her eyes darted around and finally settled on me as she seemed to grasp her situation, "Tristan! I'm so sorry."


Chapter Twenty-Eight