Cursed by the fated b***hUpdated at Mar 5, 2026, 10:14
For twenty-nine years Sienna Kane has been the Blackthorn pack’s living insult: the Hollow. The girl born among wolves who never grew claws. Never ran under the moon. Never answered the call that every other pack member heard from childhood. They mocked her. They pitied her. They made sure she never forgot she was less.Then, on the night of the Blood Moon Claiming Rite, a scent rips through the crowd and straight into her chest.Jax Vargen the rogue who was banished five years ago after tearing out the throat of the previous alpha’s son strides back into pack territory like he never left. Every law says he should be dead before he crosses the first tree line. Instead he walks straight through snarling wolves and drawn claws… and stops in front of her.He says he’s heard her heartbeat for years. Every full moon. Every sleepless night. A rhythm that kept him alive when he should have gone feral.Sienna laughs in his face. She’s empty. She has no wolf. She has nothing to give a monster like him.Jax wraps his hand around her throat, thumb stroking her racing pulse, and tells her exactly what he wants to do to her filthy, detailed, right there in front of the entire pack.The alpha, Rhydian Blackthorn, loses his mind. She’s pack property. She’s nothing. She belongs to no one especially not a murdering exile.Jax kisses her anyway.Hard. Bloody. Like he’s claiming her soul through her mouth.Then he carries her into the pines while the pack howls for their blood.In the dark, against rough bark, he strips her, tastes her, fucks her until she’s screaming his name. He knots deep inside her. He sinks his teeth into her neck. And the thing inside Sienna that was supposed to be dead… wakes up snarling.Silver fur. Starlight eyes. A wolf that was never weak only waiting.When the alpha and his betas track them down, they expect to find a broken Hollow and a soon-to-be corpse.They find a newly marked queen dripping with power and a rogue who looks at her like she’s the only goddamn thing worth dying for.Sienna doesn’t run. She doesn’t beg. She shifts. She fights. She tears the throat out of the man who spent years telling her she was nothing.And when the dust settles, the pack watches in stunned silence as the Hollow walks back into the firelight beside the exile who set her free mated, bloodied, unbreakable.The moon didn’t forget her. It was saving its cruelest gift for the night she would finally become its most dangerous daughter.Some curses break you. Others turn you into the weapon.And Sienna Kane is done being anyone’s curse but her own.