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Luna's Redemption
Fantasy At what is meant to be the grandest wedding in the history of the Vermillion pack, Freya Lancaster's life crumbles before her very own eyes when her destined mate, The alpha prince of the pack, betrays her at the altar, not the type you quickly get over, an affair with her younger Sister, Cirila, which produces the heir of the Vermillion pack, with her very sister was something so huge that it could rival the most significant scandal on the continent.
Freya, utterly hurt and humiliated, flees Vermillion's pack, wounded from the rejection and in anger and revenge etched in her bones when she encounters Lucian, who takes her in and nurses her back to health.
Who would have thought that under the full moon, Freya would be blessed by the moon goddess with another chance to love again and be loved so deeply? She finds it hard to trust again, but Lucian is willing to hug her thighs till she is his. He will help her heal and eliminate everything that stands in her way. Lucian promises Freya to help her get her most desired revenge on the Vermillion pack's Alpha no matter what it takes. He is the most powerful Alpha on the continent, and Lucian is even ready to serve the entire Vermillion pack on a platter as a love gift to Freya.
Freya tries to heal, but will she cling to this new love, especially when her identity, as she discovers, is as mind-boggling as her discovery of the deep feelings she had developed for her sweet Alpha? Or will she hold on to the huge resentment of the past, which has become a source of strength and driving force for Freya over the years?
Join Freya on a journey of love, redemption, deceit, betrayal, and friendship.
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Memories that weren't mine flooded in. I was framed by my stepsister, betrayed by my fiancé, and banished by my own family to the Ashfall Peninsula to die.
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If she could turn back time...she would never be weak again and of course protect her daughters.
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