"I, Alpha Killian of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, Ella, as my mate and future Luna! You are nothing but a broken, unawakened failure who sold her body to our sworn enemies, the Vampires!" Looking at the man she had loved for years, Ella didn't cry. The bond in her chest withered into bloody dust. She looked at Killian, who was tenderly holding her green-tea friend, Chloe, and smiled a smile of pure death. On her eighteenth adult ceremony, Ella stood chained to the trial stone, facing the deadly silver whip. To the pack, she was a useless Omega who failed to awaken her wolf, Natalia. But nobody knew her wolf was sleeping because three years ago, Ella had drained her own ancient healing blood and knelt before a cruel Vampire Prince, enduring three days of agonizing torture just to get the antidote for her dying Alpha, Killian. Instead of gratitude, her sacrifice was stolen by Chloe, who claimed the credit. And Killian? He branded Ella a traitor, a slut, and sentenced her to exile. But destiny had other plans. Before the silver whip could tear her flesh, the iron gates of the pack shattered into pieces. Asher—the feared "Bloodthirsty Lycan King," the legendary villain of the continent—stepped through the dust. He didn't look at her with disgust. Instead, under the stunned gazes of thousands, he scooped her up into his powerful arms like a priceless treasure. "Killian, you blind fool," Asher growled, his golden eyes flashing with lethal dominance. "Since you threw this garbage pack's greatest treasure away... She is my Supreme Luna now!" Expecting a living hell in Asher’s dark territory, Ella instead found a hidden paradise of magic forests and star-lit skies, where the "ruthless monsters" treated her like a pampered queen. When her ancient golden wolf finally roars back to life, and a crippled, ruined Killian kneels in the pouring rain, coughing up blood and begging for her forgiveness... Ella will only link arms with Asher, looking down from the grand throne: "It's Supreme Luna Ella to you, Ex-Alpha."