A Warrior Luna’s Awakening

Everyone believed I was nothing more than an orphaned Omega—quiet, invisible, barely fit to bear the title of Luna.

To Caelum, I was never a wife. Only a political arrangement. A convenient stand-in while he pursued his beloved Aurora. He never touched me. Never asked about my past. Never cared enough to see me.

Until the day I asked for a divorce.

He thought it was a threat. A moment of weakness.

It wasn’t.

I signed the Lunar Severance Contract without the slightest hesitation. And when his mother slid an offer across the table—one hundred million credits to vanish from their lives—I met her gaze and answered calmly:

“Make it two.”

What they failed to understand was simple.

I am a graduate of Halston Combat Academy—the most ruthless and elite institution in the werewolf realm. I didn’t just attend. I dominated. My name is carved into its walls. My lineage woven into the wars that built our history.

The day I walked away from Caelum, the Pack Elders stood.

They saluted me.

And that was only the beginning.

Because now, the most feared Lycan alive—Silas Whitmore—has turned his attention to me. His presence is danger. His voice, a promise wrapped in a growl:

“You were never his. You’re mine. If Caelum tries to take you back, I’ll reduce his world to ashes.”

But Silas doesn’t understand one thing.

I do not need saving.

I am not the prize.

I am the storm.

And this time, the world will remember exactly who Freya Thorne is.