Elimian_Samuel

Betrayed. Abandoned. Reborn. This time, she will rise.

Selene was once the cherished Luna of the Blood Moon Pack—until her mate, Alpha Damon, cast her aside for another. Framed for a crime she didn’t commit, she lost everything.

But fate grants her a second chance. Selene awakens ten years in the past, before her heartbreak and betrayal. With memories of the future intact, she vows to rewrite her destiny.

No longer the fragile Luna, she discovers a shocking truth—
She is the hidden heir of the Silvermoon Royal Bloodline, destined for a throne far greater than she ever imagined.

This time, she has a plan:

Reclaim her birthright.

Expose those who wronged her.

Forge her own path, free from fate’s cruel hand.


But just as she sets her revenge into motion, an unforeseen twist threatens to change everything—

The enigmatic billionaire Alpha, Killian Blackwood, steps into her life and claims that they are fated mates.

Mysterious. Powerful. Unyielding. Killian is an Alpha unlike any she has known, and he vows to protect her at all costs.

Now, Selene faces an impossible choice—

Walk the path of vengeance and power alone

Or embrace the mate who may be her greatest strength


Yet, hidden forces lurk in the shadows, and the truth about her past is only the beginning.

This time, she won’t just change her fate.
This time, she will rewrite history.

The Reborn Luna: Claimed by the Billionaire Alpha

Aurora sat by the fireplace in Damon's study, her fingers curling tightly around a cup of tea she barely remembered making. The heat seeped into her palms, but it couldn't drive away the cold that lingered in her chest.

Marcus's words kept replaying in her mind:

"They're already coming… and when they do… you won't survive."

The warning haunted her. She knew Marcus wasn't bluffing — the malice in his eyes had been too real. Whatever the rogues were planning, it was far bigger than a few stray attacks.

"You're still thinking about him."

Aurora jumped slightly as Damon entered the room. His hair was damp from a shower, and the bandage on his shoulder peeked out from beneath his shirt. He walked over, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I can't stop," she admitted. "He wasn't just acting alone. Someone — or something — is pulling the strings. What if Marcus's warning was more serious than we thought?"

The Gathering Storm