PrimordialStardust

"“Serena, you are hereby exiled from the Silverstone Pack. You will remain exiled until the day you draw your last breath.”

Serena, a Healer exiled from her pack for a crime she did not commit, accused of murdering her mate, the Pack Beta. The evidence against her was damning, warranting the harshest punishment: death.

However, an oath between her father and the Alpha of her pack spared her life. Instead, she was cast into the wilderness, cursed to live as a rogue until the day she dies.

Life as a rogue was treacherous,  seeing the next sunrise was never promised. One fateful day, Serena stumbled upon injured strangers and saved their lives. In return for her kindness, she was granted asylum in Ironshade, the strongest Western Pack.

Haunted by the loss of her first mate, Serena is determined to live in secrecy, until she discovers she has yet another fated mate. Her new mate is none other than Darius, the stoic Alpha of Ironshade burdened by the dark legacy of his father.

The Ironshade Pack is on the brink of collapse, plagued by a mysterious curse. Serena’s arrival may hold the key to its salvation...or its ruin.

As tensions rise, Serena and Darius find themselves drawn together with an undeniable bond. Together, they must confront buried secrets, face their deepest fears, and decide if their second chance at love is worth risking everything.

"When the shadow of the Thorn bleeds into the light, And the wolf who carries death finds her second life, The moon will bless the broken bond, And the cursed will find peace at dawn."

Moonbound: The Rogue's Second Chance

Most of the stand sellers had arrived. There were a few selling vegetables and fruits. It made sense, a healthy werewolf's diet consisted mostly of meat.

Nevertheless, there was still a sizable market for fruits and vegetables, a sweet tooth wolves had inherited from humans.

The gentle breeze tickled her skin; the air was crisp and cool. Darius kept a respectable distance from Serena. He scanned the area for a quieter place that had an apple stand.

His eyes swept the market, searching for a quieter stall, specifically one with apples. He had made a promise, after all. Ryker would need to send crates to the castle, and soon. He glanced at her, but she was more engrossed with the people who passed by her.

CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE - A CROWD