Introduction
Aurora Blackthorne has spent five years building her mate Marcus into the perfect future Alpha — only to find him betraying her with her own stepsister. When Marcus severs their sacred bond and strips her of her Luna title, he thinks he’s cast her aside for good.
But Marcus has underestimated the woman he scorned.
Behind her serene smile, Aurora is planning her vengeance. With proof of Marcus’s darkest secret — a plot to murder his own father — she strikes the deadliest blow: aligning herself with Alpha Jaxson Stone, Marcus’s father. Their bond is instant, powerful, and dangerous… and when Aurora rises as the true Luna, she shatters Marcus’s ambitions in front of the entire pack.
Yet vengeance is only the beginning. Enemies circle. Old secrets resurface. Aurora’s forbidden hybrid heritage awakens with powers that could either save the Crimson Moon Pack or destroy it. To protect her people — and the man who now sees her true worth — Aurora must face traitors, rival Alphas, and the ghosts of her past.
Once discarded, now unstoppable, Aurora won’t just claim her place as Luna. She’ll forge a legacy no one can erase.
Perfect for fans of romantic fantasy, werewolf politics, and revenge-to-power heroines, Luna’s Vengeance is a tale of betrayal, passion, and the rise of a woman who refuses to be broken.
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Chapter 1
The coffee was getting cold. Aurora watched the steam rise from Alpha Donovan's untouched cup while he glared across the polished oak table at Beta Reynolds from the neighboring pack. Same argument. Same stubborn pride. Same waste of everyone's time.
"The territory dispute ends here," Donovan's voice carried that edge that meant trouble. "Your hunters crossed our boundaries twice this month."
Reynolds leaned back, arms crossed. "Prove it."
Aurora stepped forward, her heels clicking softly on the hardwood. Both men turned to her—the future Luna who wasn't supposed to speak unless spoken to. She smiled that perfect, practiced smile and placed a manila folder on the table between them.
"Gentlemen, perhaps we should focus on solutions rather than blame."
She opened the folder. Photographs spilled out—clear shots of Reynolds' hunters near the disputed creek, timestamps visible in the corner. Below that, territorial maps marked with dates and locations. Evidence neither man had bothered to gather.
"Alpha Donovan, your concerns are valid. Beta Reynolds, your hunters may have been tracking wounded prey across boundaries without realizing." Her voice stayed calm, diplomatic. "What if we established a joint patrol system for the disputed area? Share the responsibility, share the resources."
Donovan picked up one of the photos. His anger shifted to grudging respect. Reynolds studied the maps, his defensive posture softening.
"This... actually makes sense," Reynolds admitted.
The door burst open. Marcus Stone strode in, all broad shoulders and confident swagger, his dark hair still damp from his workout. Late. Again. But he looked every inch the future Alpha—commanding, powerful, completely in control.
Aurora's heart did that little flutter it always did when she saw him.
"Gentlemen, sorry to keep you waiting." Marcus flashed his trademark grin. "Traffic from the training grounds was brutal."
Aurora smoothly gathered the photos and maps, sliding them toward Marcus. "Alpha Donovan and Beta Reynolds were just reviewing the boundary patrol proposal."
Marcus glanced at the materials, his expression shifting to one of pleased surprise. He'd forgotten about this meeting. Again. But now he looked like he'd planned everything perfectly.
"Exactly what I was hoping we'd discuss." He settled into the head chair, projecting authority he hadn't earned. "Aurora's put together an excellent framework for cooperation."
My framework, Aurora thought, but her smile never wavered. She stayed standing beside Marcus's chair, the perfect supportive mate.
Twenty minutes later, both Alphas left with signed agreements and renewed respect for Marcus Stone's diplomatic skills. Aurora began collecting the papers while Marcus loosened his tie.
"That went better than expected," he said, checking his phone. "Though I think Donovan was ready to tear Reynolds apart when I walked in."
"He was. The photos helped defuse things."
"Good thinking, bringing those." He glanced up from his phone. "What photos?"
Aurora paused, a stack of documents halfway to her briefcase. He hadn't even looked at them. Hadn't noticed she'd spent three days gathering evidence, mapping patrol routes, researching pack law to create a solution that saved both men's pride.
"The boundary violation evidence," she said carefully.
"Right. Smart." He was already moving toward the door. "Can you handle the follow-up paperwork? I've got that training session with the young wolves."
"Of course."
He stopped at the doorway, turning back with that smile that still made her knees weak after five years. "What would I do without you?"
The question hung in the air as his footsteps faded down the hall. Aurora finished packing the briefcase, each document a reminder of work he'd never see, credit he'd never share, success he'd claim as his own.
Marcus Stone was going to make an exceptional Alpha. Aurora had made sure of it.
---
The pack house buzzed with its usual afternoon energy. Younger wolves trained in the courtyard, their playful growls drifting through open windows. Elders sat on the wraparound porch, sharing stories and pack gossip. Aurora moved through it all like she belonged—because she did. She'd lived here for five years, knew every corner, every tradition, every face.
But she still felt like a visitor sometimes.
"Aurora!" Sarah, one of the pack mothers, waved from the kitchen doorway. "Perfect timing. Can you settle an argument about the harvest festival?"
Three women clustered around the kitchen island, their voices rising over details that seemed earth-shattering but were really about hurt feelings and old rivalries. Aurora listened, asked questions, and suggested compromises. Within ten minutes, they had a plan everyone could live with.
"I don't know how you do it," Sarah shook her head admiringly. "You see solutions where the rest of us see problems."
"It just takes listening," Aurora said, though that wasn't entirely true. It took understanding what people really wanted beneath what they were saying. It took caring enough to find middle ground. It took skills she'd developed over years of managing Marcus's political relationships while he focused on being impressive.
Her phone buzzed. Text from Marcus: Running late. Can you review the Riversend Pack proposal? The meeting moved to 4.
Aurora checked the time. 3:15. She'd have to read forty pages of territorial agreements and prepare talking points in forty-five minutes. While pretending she wasn't the one doing the actual work.
"Excuse me, ladies. Duty calls."
She found Marcus's office empty, the Riversend proposal spread across his desk like he'd been studying it for hours. Another performance, another chance for her to make him look brilliant while staying invisible.
Aurora settled into his leather chair and started reading. The Riversend Pack wanted hunting rights on Crimson Moon territory in exchange for river access. Decent deal on the surface, but the fine print was problematic. They wanted rights to areas that included three sacred sites and the pack's main water source.
She grabbed a legal pad and started taking notes. Counterproposal points. Boundary adjustments. Concessions they could live with. By the time Marcus arrived at 3:55, she had five pages of analysis and a complete negotiation strategy.
"You're a lifesaver," he said, scanning her notes quickly. "This looks thorough."
"The water rights section needs attention. They're asking for too much."
"Good catch." He straightened his tie, checking his reflection in the window. "How do I look? Professional? Authoritative?"
"Perfect," she said, and meant it. Marcus looked exactly like what an Alpha should be—strong, confident, commanding. The kind of leader other packs respected and feared.
She'd spent five years helping him become that man.
The Riversend delegation arrived precisely at four. Aurora served coffee, took notes, and watched Marcus expertly navigate the negotiation using every point she'd prepared. He was good at this—taking her strategies and making them his own, projecting strength while finding compromise.
They made a good team. He provided the presence, she provided the substance. It worked.
"Excellent meeting," Alpha Garrett from Riversend said as they shook hands. "Stone, you've clearly put a lot of thought into this."
"It's all about preparation," Marcus replied smoothly.
Aurora gathered the papers, listening to them discuss implementation timelines and future cooperation. Another successful negotiation. Another step toward Marcus's inevitable rise to Alpha. Another day of work that would disappear into his growing reputation.
She didn't mind. This was a partnership. This was building something together.
---
By six o'clock, the pack house had settled into dinner preparations. Aurora found herself in the familiar role of coordinator—making sure the kitchens had what they needed, resolving seating disputes for tonight's community meal, checking on elderly pack members who might need assistance.
It wasn't official Luna duty. She wouldn't claim that title until Marcus became Alpha and they had their formal mating ceremony. But everyone treated her like their Luna already, coming to her with problems, seeking her advice, trusting her judgment.
"Aurora, there you are." Elena's voice carried across the main hall, sweet and musical. Her stepsister glided over, all blonde hair and perfect curves, looking stunning in a dress that cost more than most pack members made in a month.
"Elena. I didn't expect to see you tonight."
"Marcus invited me to dinner. Said you wouldn't mind." Elena's smile was bright and innocent. "We've been spending more time together lately. Pack business, you know."
Something cold settled in Aurora's stomach. "Pack business?"
"Oh, just planning things. Future things." Elena waved vaguely. "He has such interesting ideas about leadership changes."
Before Aurora could ask what that meant, Marcus appeared at Elena's side, his hand settling possessively on her lower back. The gesture was small, casual. Anyone watching might think it was friendly.
But Aurora knew Marcus's touches. She knew the difference between polite and intimate.
"Ready for dinner?" he asked Elena, not quite meeting Aurora's eyes.
"Absolutely." Elena leaned into him slightly. "Aurora, you don't mind if I steal him for a bit, do you? All this wedding planning has me exhausted."
The words hit like physical blows. Wedding planning. Elena's wedding planning.
"Of course," Aurora heard herself say. "I should check on the kitchen anyway."
She turned and walked away on steady legs, her smile never faltering. Behind her, she heard Elena's laugh—bright, musical, victorious.
The kitchen was chaotic. Normal dinner chaos that Aurora could fix with organization and calm authority. She threw herself into solving problems, coordinating servers, ensuring everything ran smoothly. Work. Purpose. Control over something, even if it was just making sure everyone got fed.
But her mind kept replaying Elena's words. Wedding planning. Marcus's hand on her back. The way he hadn't met Aurora's eyes.
Five years. Five years of building him up, supporting his dreams, planning their future together. Their anniversary was tomorrow—she'd made reservations at the restaurant where he'd first told her he loved her, had his favorite wine chilling, had bought lingerie in the deep green he said made her eyes sparkle.
Their fifth anniversary. Their last year before his father stepped down and made Marcus Alpha. Their final year before everything they'd worked for came to fruition.
Aurora supervised the dinner service with mechanical efficiency, accepting compliments on the organization, mediating small disputes, ensuring pack harmony. The perfect future Luna, taking care of everyone while her world tilted sideways.
At ten o'clock, she finally escaped to their rooms. Marcus wasn't there yet—probably still with Elena, discussing "pack business" and "leadership changes" and "wedding planning."
Aurora sat on their bed and stared at the anniversary gift she'd wrapped so carefully. A first edition of his favorite book about Alpha leadership strategies, inscribed with a note about building their future together.
She didn't unwrap it to check if the inscription still seemed appropriate. She already knew the answer.
Tomorrow was their anniversary. Tomorrow, she'd find out what five years of perfect devotion was actually worth.
---
Aurora woke to empty sheets and the sound of running water. Marcus in the shower, probably washing off his early morning run. Normal routine, normal day.
Except today was their anniversary.
She lay still, listening to him move around their bathroom, trying to recapture the excitement she'd felt yesterday morning. The anticipation of celebrating five years together, of looking toward their future as Alpha and Luna.
But Elena's words kept echoing. Wedding planning. Leadership changes.
Marcus emerged from the bathroom, towel around his waist, hair damp and curling slightly. Still gorgeous. Still the man she'd fallen in love with at nineteen when he was just a cocky future Alpha and she was the shy daughter of a minor pack leader.
"Morning, beautiful." He leaned down to kiss her forehead, casual and familiar.
"Happy anniversary."
He paused, his expression shifting to surprise and then something that might have been guilt. "Shit. I mean—anniversary. Of course. Five years."
"Five years," she agreed, watching his face.
"I've been so busy with pack business, I almost..." He straightened, running a hand through his hair. "We should celebrate. Dinner? That place you like?"
"I made reservations. At Romano's. Where you first said you loved me."
"Perfect. You think of everything." He was already moving toward the closet, pulling on clothes with the efficiency of someone who had places to be. "I might be late getting back. Meetings all day."
"With Elena?"
The question slipped out before she could stop it. Marcus paused in buttoning his shirt.
"Among others. Why?"
"She mentioned wedding planning yesterday."
Marcus's hands stilled on his shirt. For a moment, the room was completely quiet except for the pack house waking up outside their windows.
"Elena's always been dramatic," he said finally. "You know how she is."
Aurora knew exactly how Elena was. Calculating. Ambitious. Beautiful in a way that made men stupid.
"Is there something I should know, Marcus?"
He turned to face her, and for just a second, she saw something in his eyes that made her stomach clench. Guilt. Decision. Resignation.
Then it was gone, replaced by his public smile.
"Just pack politics, Aurora. Nothing that concerns us."
He kissed her cheek and left for his meetings. Aurora listened to his footsteps fade down the hallway, then got up to face her day. She had her own meetings to prepare for, her own responsibilities to handle. The future Luna had work to do.
Even if she was starting to wonder if she'd have a future to be Luna of.
The morning flew by in its usual organized chaos. Aurora handled correspondence with other packs, reviewed security reports, mediated a dispute between teenage wolves about hunting territory assignments. Normal work that felt increasingly surreal.
At lunch, she realized she hadn't eaten. Hadn't even thought about food while her mind circled the same questions. What had Elena meant? Why had Marcus looked guilty? What meetings was he having that didn't concern his future mate?
"Aurora, you look tired." Bethany, one of the older pack wives, set a sandwich in front of her. "You're working too hard again."
"I'm fine. Just busy."
"Hmm." Bethany's knowing look suggested she wasn't buying it. "Sometimes being indispensable isn't the blessing we think it is."
Before Aurora could ask what that meant, her phone rang. Marcus.
"Change of plans for tonight," his voice was brisk, businesslike. "Something came up. Rain check on dinner?"
Aurora looked at the calendar on her phone. Their fifth anniversary. The reservation she'd made weeks ago. The wine chilling in their room. The gift she'd chosen so carefully.
"What came up?"
"Pack business. Emergency meeting. You understand."
She did understand. Pack business always came first. She'd supported that priority for five years, and had helped him make decisions that put pack welfare above personal desires.
But something in his tone felt wrong. Too casual. Too dismissive.
"Of course," she heard herself say. "We'll celebrate another night."
"You're the best, Aurora. This is why you're perfect for—" He cut himself off. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."
Perfect for what? Being understanding? Being flexible? Being the kind of mate who didn't complain when anniversary plans got cancelled for mysterious pack business?
Aurora ended the call and stared at her untouched sandwich. Around her, pack life continued its normal rhythm. Conversations about grocery runs and training schedules and whose turn it was to organize game night.
Normal life for normal people who weren't wondering if their entire future was built on lies.
She left the sandwich and walked back to their rooms. Maybe she'd surprise Marcus by handling some of his afternoon work. Maybe she'd review the files he'd left scattered across his desk, and find ways to support him even when he was too busy for their anniversary.
Maybe she'd figure out what pack emergency was more important than five years of devotion.
The pack house felt different as she climbed the stairs to their private wing. Quieter. Like it was holding its breath.
Aurora reached their bedroom door and paused. Sounds from inside. Voices.
Marcus's voice, low and intimate.
And Elena's laugh, breathy and satisfied.
Aurora's hand froze on the doorknob. Her heart hammered against her ribs as that distinctive laugh echoed through the door again, followed by Marcus's rumbled response.
Pack business, he'd said. Emergency meeting.
Aurora stood in the hallway of her own home, listening to her mate and her stepsister, while her perfect world cracked apart one laugh at a time.
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