Chapter one
The Moon Goddess had always been worshipped as the creator of wolves.She was the mother of every pack.The keeper of every bond.The force that connected one soul to another through the sacred gift of mates.For centuries, werewolves believed that nothing happened without her permission.
Every Alpha was chosen.Every Luna was destined.Every mate bond was a blessing.But there was one prophecy the elders wished the world would forget.A prophecy written before the first pack walls were built.Before the first Alpha crown was created.Before wolves divided themselves into ranks and bloodlines.It was said:“When the daughter of the first Luna returns beneath the blood moon, the wolves shall face their greatest choice. She will either restore the broken crown of the Moon Kingdom… or bring an end to the age of Alphas.”For generations, powerful wolves searched for the girl from the prophecy.
Some wanted to protect her.Others wanted to destroy her.Because whoever controlled the first Luna’s bloodline would control the future of every wolf pack.But after decades passed with no sign of her existence, most believed the prophecy was nothing more than an ancient story told to frighten young wolves.A forgotten legend.A myth.Until Seraphina Vale was born.
Seraphina had never looked like someone destined to change the world.At twenty years old, she was the kind of person most people overlooked.Not because she lacked beauty.But because she carried herself as though she had spent her entire life trying not to be noticed.She was graceful in a quiet way.The kind of beautiful that did not demand attention but somehow kept it.Her long, dark hair fell naturally past her shoulders, usually left loose or tied simply because she never cared much for complicated appearances. Unlike the daughters of wealthy Alpha families who spent hours perfecting their image, Seraphina preferred simplicity.Her eyes were her most unforgettable feature.A rare shade of silver-gray that looked almost like moonlight reflected on water.The elders had always found them strange.Unusual.Too bright for an ordinary Omega.But Seraphina had learned early in life that being different often attracted the wrong kind of attention.So she learned to lower her gaze.To speak softly.To take up as little space as possible.Her slender frame and gentle nature made many wolves underestimate her.In the hierarchy of the Silvercrest Pack, strength was everything.Alphas were respected.Betas were valued.Omegas were protected.But Omegas were rarely considered powerful.And Seraphina?She was considered the weakest among them.The girl who could not shift properly.The girl whose wolf remained unusually quiet.The girl who had no family name powerful enough to defend her.To everyone in Silvercrest Pack, Seraphina Vale was simply an Omega.Nothing more.Nothing less.But they did not know the truth.They did not know that the blood running through her veins was older than their pack itself.They did not know that the girl they ignored was carrying the legacy of the first Luna.Seraphina’s earliest memory was not of a loving family.It was of a cold night.A night filled with screaming.
She had been only a few months old when her dad disappeared.That was what everyone told her.Disappeared.Not died.Not killed.Just disappeared.
Her mother, Elara Vale, had been a quiet woman who rarely spoke about her past. The only thing people knew was that she had arrived at Silvercrest territory carrying a newborn baby and a secret.Seraphina.Her father had vanished before she was old enough to remember his face.Some said he abandoned them.Others whispered that he was a rogue who had never wanted responsibility.But her mother always defended him.“He loved you,” Elara would say whenever Seraphina asked about him.“He would have chosen you over anything.”As a child, Seraphina believed those words.She waited for him.Every birthday.Every festival.Every full moon.She would stand near the window, hoping that one day a familiar face would appear.But he never came.Then, when Seraphina was eight years old, her mother disappeared too.That night changed everything.There were no goodbyes.No explanation.No warning.Only an empty house and a frightened child.The pack found her alone.And because nobody knew who she truly was, nobody understood what they had found.An abandoned child.A forgotten Omega.A girl with no family.The Alpha family of Silvercrest took her in out of obligation, not love.She was given food.A room.A place among the pack.But never belonging.
She grew up surrounded by wolves who reminded her that she was lucky they allowed her to stay.She learned not to complain.Not to ask questions.Not to expect too much.Because Seraphina discovered something painful at a young age:People were more willing to tolerate weakness than they were willing to embrace it.
The Silvercrest Pack was one of the oldest packs in the northern territories.Powerful.Respected.Traditional.Their Alpha line had ruled for hundreds of years.And their current Alpha, Lucian Ashford, was preparing his son, Damon, to inherit the throne.Damon Ashford was everything Silvercrest valued.Strong.Handsome.Fearless.Born with an Alpha wolf so powerful that elders believed he would become one of the greatest leaders of his generation.At twenty-four years old, Damon was admired by every wolf in the pack.Especially the women.He was the future.The pride of Silvercrest.And soon, according to tradition, he would find his mate.The Luna who would stand beside him.Everyone expected his mate to be someone powerful.Someone from another Alpha family.Someone worthy of the crown.Nobody expected it could be Seraphina Vale.Especially not Seraphina herself.Because deep down, she had already accepted one painful truth:Someone like Damon Ashford could never choose someone like her.The night of the annual Moon Ceremony was approaching.The most important night in every young wolf’s life.The night when wolves gathered beneath the sacred moon and discovered the person chosen by destiny.Their mate.For most wolves, it was a celebration.A dream.A promise.But for Seraphina, it was terrifying.Because while everyone hoped to find their other half, Seraphina feared one thing:What if the Moon Goddess chose someone who would never choose her?What if destiny made a mistake?What if she was destined to spend her entire life being unwanted?She did not know that beneath her fear, something ancient was awakening.She did not know that the reason her wolf remained silent was not because she was weak.It was because her wolf was waiting.Waiting for the right moment.Waiting for the right moon.Waiting for the world to discover what had been hidden for twenty years.The Omega they laughed at.The girl they ignored.The orphan they pitied.Was never an Omega.She was the last Luna.And when the truth finally came out, every Alpha in existence would have to decide whether to bow before her…or prepare for war.
