*CHAPTER 2:
FIVE YEARS LATER*
The snow in the Arctic Pack crunched beneath her boots.
Luna stood at the edge of the cliff, her black cloak whipping in the icy wind. Five years. Five years since Alpha Damien rejected her in front of the entire pack and called her "a disgrace to the Luna title."
Five years since she ran.
She was 18 and broken then. Now she was 23, and the Arctic Pack’s strongest warrior. No mate. No weakness. No heart.
"Alpha Selene to the meeting room. Now."
Her second-in-command's voice crackled through the earpiece.
Luna clenched her jaw. Selene. That was the name she took. A new name for a new life.
When she walked into the war room, 20 warriors stood and bowed. "Alpha."
She nodded once. "Report."
"The Southern Pack is asking for an alliance. Their Alpha wants to meet. In person."
Luna's blood went cold.
Southern Pack. Damien's Pack.
A cruel smile touched her lips. "Tell them I accept. I want to see the face of the man who threw me away."
Revenge had a name. And it was wearing his.
CHAPTER 3: THE ALLIANCE MEETING*
The Southern Pack gates were massive. Gold and silver, with the wolf crest Damien had always loved.
Luna kept her face blank. Alpha Selene. Cold. Untouchable.
Two guards escorted her to the main hall. Her heart was steady, but her wolf was screaming. _Him. He's here._
And then she saw him.
Alpha Damien.
Taller. Broader. Scars across his jaw that weren't there five years ago. His golden eyes swept the room until they landed on her.
He froze.
"Alpha Selene of the Arctic Pack," the herald announced. "Here to discuss alliance terms."
Damien's throat bobbed. "Thank you for coming."
Luna met his gaze and smiled. It didn't reach her eyes.
"Alpha Damien. It's been a long time."
The room went silent. His advisors looked between them, confused.
Damien took a step forward. His scent hit her. Cedar, and pain, and regret.
"I... we have much to discuss. In private."
Luna tilted her head. "Do we?"
She walked past him, her shoulder barely brushing his arm. She felt him shudder.
"Lead the way, Alpha," she said softly. "Let's talk about the past."
His wolf growled low. Her wolf answered.
The game had begun.