"You're my mate?" I felt nervous when Xander spoke those words. His emerald eyes locked into mine, and he ran his fingers through his blond hair - I knew right away, that I was rejected.
"There is no way that we could be mates. You are my sister's boyfriend-" I whispered, bracing myself for his potential rejection.
"Ex-boyfriend, we don't have any connection anymore. She's not my mate, but you are," He corrected me as he crooked a smile.
I gaze into his eyes. "So?"
"I, Xander Blaze Havoc, the Alpha King of the Blue Moon Pack, hereby accept you, Solaine Blake, as my mate and as the Luna of my Pack."
Solaine Blake, initially surprised to find herself mated to Xander Blaze Havoc, the Alpha King of the Blue Moon Pack, finds acceptance from him despite her fears of rejection. 
Their mate bond, however, is short-lived; it shatters when Solaine's sister Selene returns and takes her place as Luna, leaving Solaine heartbroken and marginalized within the pack.
"Tomorrow. Selene will replace your position. I want you to make things right while it's early."
Unknown to Xander, Solaine is carrying his child, a fact overshadowed by Selene's mistreatment. 
The situation complicates further with the arrival of Xander's attractive, younger stepbrother, Axel Zephyr Havoc, who shows a keen interest in Solaine. 
Despite his changed feelings, Xander can't help but feel jealous seeing Solaine and Axel together...

The Replaced Luna

　　Tears streamed down her face as she began to sob, her voice choked with anguish. "I feel like an utterly wretched and despicable person for the unforgivable act I committed..."


　　"Please, I beg for your forgiveness. I will mend our broken bond and reconcile with you. The past is irrelevant, Solaine, my beloved sister. What truly matters is the present moment. We must urgently mend this situation. It's always been just the two of us, standing together at the close of each day," she whispered, her tears cascading down her cheeks.


　　I have never witnessed such an outpouring of tears from her before. At this very moment, she is crumbling under the weight of her emotions, consumed by an overwhelming agony. The sight of my sister crying was always unbearable to me. I am not a bad werewolf like her.


CHAPTER 44 Is That So?