Everyone thought I was just an orphaned Omega- quiet, forgettable, barely worthy of the title Luna. To Caelum, I was nothing more than a political bond. A placeholder while he chased his precious Aurora. He never touched me. Never asked about my past. Never cared. Until I asked for a divorce. He thought I was bluffing-until I signed the Lunar Severance contract without hesitation. And when his mother offered me one hundred million credits to disappear, I looked her dead in the eye and said: "Make it two." What they didn't know was this: I graduated top of my class from Halston Combat Academy-the most elite institution in the werewolf realm. My name is etched into its walls. My bloodline is carved into the war history of our people. The day I left Caelum, the Pack Elders rose from their seats to salute me. And that was only the beginning. Now, the most feared Lycan alive-Alpha Silas Whitmore-has his eyes set on me. His voice is a growl against my throat: "You were never his. You're mine. If Caelum tries to take you back, I'll burn his world to the ground."