The Savage Luna

THE SAVAGE LUNA

📖 Title

The Savage Luna

Fate made her his.

But she was never meant to be tamed.

When Skyla Rivers learns that her fated mate is Alpha Kael Blackthorn-the ruthless Alpha King feared across packs-her blood runs cold. He is power, danger, and fire wrapped in a body that could command the world.

But Skyla is no ordinary Luna.

She is wild, untouchable and cursed with a darkness even Kael cannot control. Instead of bowing to his claim, she bears her teeth. Instead of surrender, she chooses defiance.

Kael thought he wanted a mate who would obey. What he got was a Luna savage enough to defy destiny itself.

Their bond is irresistible.Their passion is explosive. Their love? Deadlier than war.

And in a world where power decides everything, Skyla must prove one truth-

You can chain a Luna's body, but never her soul.

"The Savage Luna" is a heart-racing tale of obsession, betrayal, and a love too wild to cage.

🌙 Chapter One - The Bond That Shouldn't Be

The full moon sat high in the sky, itt's light silvering the dirt floor arena. The air was thick

with anticipation, wolves from every pack pressing in to witness the most sacred of the nights-the revealing of fated mates.

Skyla Rivers didn't belong here. Not really.

She wasn't the girl who dreamed of gowns, titles, or claiming ceremonies. She was the girl who ran barefoot through the woods, who fought with fists and fangs, who had always been too wild for the whispers of fate.

But tonight fate whispered anyway.

Her skin prickled as a sharp tug pulled deep in her chest. The crowd hushed. Every instinct screamed for her to run-yet her eyes lifted, looking unto a gaze that burned hotter than fire.

Golden.Predatory.Endless.

Alpha Kael Blackthorn. The king of kings. The wolf whose name was enough to silence battlefields.

The bond struck like a lightning. The scent of pine and storm wrapped around her, suffocating, intoxicating. Her knees threatened to buckle under the weight of it. The crowd gasped, whispers cutting the air like knives.

The Alpha King has found his mate.

Her.

Skylar's lips curled, not in awe but in fury.

"Fate must be drunk," she muttered, spitting into the dirt. "Because there's no damn way I'm yours."

A ripple of shock spread through the wolves around her. No one defied Kael Blackthorn.

No one.

His jaw tightened, muscles coiling with barely leashed power. The air grew heavy, thick with aura, forcing wolves to bow without command.

Yet Skyla stood tall, chest heaving, chin raised in challenge.

Kael steps echoed as he closed the distance, his towering form blotting out the moonlight. His voice was low, dangerous, a caress wrapped in a growl.

The world held it's breath. The bond burned between them, wild and unstoppable.

And Skyla realised two things in that heartbeat-

She could never escape him.

And she would never, ever bow.