I was nothing. A lowly omega, destined to live in the shadows of stronger wolves. But on the night of my eighteenth birthday, the moon had other plans for me. My mate was an Alpha’s son. The problem? He wasn’t the only one. The Blackwood triplets—Kael, Ronan, and Darian—each bore the same mark that bound them to me.  

To be Luna, I would have to survive the chaos of three powerful mates, a jealous rival who wanted my place, and a secret buried deep in my bloodline.  

Because being chosen by the moon was never a gift. It was a curse.

The wolf howl came again, closer this time. But it wasn't what Elara expected. A massive silver wolf burst through the woods, followed by dozens of others. Their eyes glowed pure white instead of gold or red. Behind them ran wolves of every color—brown, black, gray, even some pure white ones. "The Silver Moon Pack," Luna Evelyn whispered in wonder. "And the River Valley Pack. And... oh my gods, is that the Mountain Ridge Pack?" Five different packs were charging toward them. 


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