HeeSha_TA

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, DARK THEMES]

“I will tie you to the bedpost and fuck you like a dirty little slut. Our bodies will meet in perfumes and in sweat until you're screaming for mercy from me… your big bad fuckable lord and Alpha." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation.


 Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were?


 I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted them all.
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Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna.

Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. 

Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. 

The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.

Rise of the Rejected Luna

After killing Elsa and her father, Rowland and I got rid of the bodies.

We made sure to leave no trace that night before heading back to the pack, not expecting the shocking news that awaited us.

The bastard somehow managed to survive being stabbed by a silver dagger and being poisoned by wolfsbane.

Worse of all was the bullshit I kept hearing from Phoebe during the three days that he was bedridden.

Next, was the stupid meeting Kaene called between himself and the rest of us Alpha council members.

Apparently, they were cooking up a plan to fish out the other 'threat' within the pack. AKA, me.

I thought about all this on the evening of the third day since Elsa's failed attempt at killing the Alpha, standing on the balcony of my private residence while staring at the night sky.

_She's Clouded His Mind