Blood Moon Judgment-The Lycan King's Defective Mate

Only last night, I was on my knees in the freezing river, scrubbing the blood off his battle gear until my fingers bled. Tonight, Alpha Michael kissed another woman by the bonfire, crushing my jaw in his hand as he publicly declared my rejection. “Get out of my territory. Go feed the rogues in the dark forest.” He threw me to the wolves, expecting me to die a pathetic, defective human who couldn't even shift. But he forgot one thing. When the blood moon rises, the true monsters awake. Bones snapped, flesh tore, and a terrifying, ancient power shattered my chains. From the bloody mud, a pureblood white wolf larger than a grizzly rose beneath the crimson sky, bringing a judgment that would make the entire pack crawl on their knees. And standing in the shadows was him—Caesar. A man with glowing red eyes and an aura that could freeze souls. The most feared Lycan King in history. He didn't see a defect. He saw a queen. His long fingers tangled in my silver mane as he whispered with a dark, lethal smirk: “Good girl, my little monster. Now, do you want to go back and crush all their bones?” He gave me a crown. I gave my ex-mate hell.

Oleh Ashley