Ashes of the Unbound Luna
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I was born scentless, bondless, and worthless in a world ruled by fate and fated mates.
They labeled me broken. Unmarkable. Disposable.
For years, I bled to keep the wolf king’s heir sane—my blood quieted his curse, his lies fed my hope. I thought I was his everything.
Until his real fated mate appeared.
He cast me aside like trash, threw me to the war-torn streets, and let me die for his crown.
I should’ve perished in the cold North.
Instead, I rose.
I’m not broken. I’m the power fate forgot. My silence unmakes kings, my will breaks alphas. I built my own empire for the outcast and abandoned—where no one kneels, no one is used.
Now the fallen king begs for my blood again.
But I’m no longer his weapon.
No longer his sacrifice.
This time, I hold the crown.
This time, I choose who falls.
They labeled me broken. Unmarkable. Disposable.
For years, I bled to keep the wolf king’s heir sane—my blood quieted his curse, his lies fed my hope. I thought I was his everything.
Until his real fated mate appeared.
He cast me aside like trash, threw me to the war-torn streets, and let me die for his crown.
I should’ve perished in the cold North.
Instead, I rose.
I’m not broken. I’m the power fate forgot. My silence unmakes kings, my will breaks alphas. I built my own empire for the outcast and abandoned—where no one kneels, no one is used.
Now the fallen king begs for my blood again.
But I’m no longer his weapon.
No longer his sacrifice.
This time, I hold the crown.
This time, I choose who falls.
