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Moonrise Forgotten
By Mouna Kumar

Born under a cursed moon, Aira Moonstone was the pack’s disappointment—a quiet, overlooked omega with no wolf to call her own. Ignored by her family, belittled by her peers, and discarded during every training, she was forgotten before she ever had a chance to be known.

But the silence forged something stronger than anyone expected.

In one unforgettable moment, during a public training match, Aira faces Rowan, the pack’s most feared warrior—and defeats him in a single, effortless move. Her pack stares in disbelief.

But someone else is watching.

Lucien Blackveil, the cold, commanding Alpha of a rival pack, sees more than a fluke victory. He sees fury. Power. And a force that could change the balance of everything. With his scarred past and guarded heart, Lucien never expected to be drawn to a forgotten omega.

Now, with ancient power awakening in Aira’s blood and danger rising in the shadows, she must decide:
Stay the girl everyone ignored...
Or rise as the warrior the moon never meant to hide.

Moonrise Forgotten

"No! Don't touch me! Leave me! Please—please!"

Aira bolted upright in bed, her throat raw from the scream. Her chest heaved as she fought off the invisible chains still clinging to her.

The room blurred. Her mind was chaos.

She remembered the cold… the silver chains… his face. That voice that still made her skin crawl.

"I've been waiting for you," he had said, like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like she belonged to him.

But she didn't. She belonged to no one.

Suddenly, warm arms wrapped around her.

"Aira—it's me! It's Lila!" her best friend cried. "You're safe. You're safe now. Please, look at me!"

Aira blinked through her tears and saw her—Lila, alive, unhurt.

She collapsed into her arms, sobbing like the shattered girl she had tried so hard not to be.

After what felt like an eternity, she pulled back and wiped her face. "Where are we?"

That's when she noticed the others in the room.

Her big brother stood there with tears in his eyes. The same brother who hadn't called her Apple in years. The same brother who had stopped seeing her after their mother died.

Now he looked at her like she was the center of his world.

"I'm sorry, Apple," he whispered, stepping closer.

Memories of her chubby cheeks, of laughter, of him carrying her on his back.

But Aira couldn't move. She clenched the bedsheets in her fists, her arms tight to her body. She didn't know how to forgive the silence of so many years.

Jack's hand hovered over her shoulder, then slowly dropped. Her silence was louder than words.

The boy who tore her heart apart before the bond even had a chance to bloom.

He was crying—really crying. Red eyes, a trembling jaw, breath hitching like he couldn't contain the guilt.

He stepped forward, but Aira's voice cracked through the room.

"I don't want you near me."

Asher stopped mid-step, frozen. His lips parted like he wanted to beg, but he didn't.

He bowed his head and turned, walking out of the room like a broken shadow.

Then—her gaze landed on him.

Tall. Strong. Scarred. And somehow… beautiful.

He hadn't said anything. He didn't need to.

There was something in his eyes that made her breath catch—like he saw her, truly saw her.

Lila turned to her. "That's Alpha Lucien of the Silver Fang Pack. He's the one who saved us… especially you."

Aira blinked, stunned. No one had ever saved her. Not when she was bullied. Not when she was broken.

And now this man—this stranger—had fought to find her.

"Thank you… Alpha," she said, her voice quiet.

Lucien stepped closer. His eyes were a deep storm of amber-green, and when he ruffled her hair gently, her breath hitched.

"Take rest, beautiful," he said, voice calm like a midnight sky.

Lucien turned to the healer. "Make sure she's well taken care of." Then he left—like a passing flame that warmed her just before vanishing.

Aira lay back on the pillow, mind spinning.

But something new… was beginning to form.

CHAPTER 32 – Shadows of Pain and Promise