My mate Alpha Adrian lost his memory in an ambush.
His mind regressed to eighteen, back to the time when his wolf ached only for Clara, the woman he had always chosen over me.
When he awoke to find me—his childhood scorn—marked as his Luna, his wolf rebelled in fury. Our sacred bond became his prison; his love twisted into raw hatred.
Now, months later, he plans a mating ceremony to “correct” what he calls our mistake—believing he’s still in control, still the master of fate.
But at the Moon Temple, he hesitates. Guilt trembles in his voice as he asks if I’ll release him.
I smile softly, stepping back into the silver light of the full moon.
“Go,” I say. “Don’t let your wolf live with regret.”
He thinks I’m setting him free.
He doesn’t know the truth:
The bond was never his chain, it was mine. And I just broke it.
Now, I will rise from the ashes.
Not as his discarded Luna—but as the Queen the moon itself chose.
