ASHES OF THE FORSAKEN MOON

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She was the beloved Luna - until betrayal burned her alive. Accused of treason and cast into fire by the Alpha she once loved, Seraphina should have died that night. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. Reborn with a secret child and a supernatural gift, Seraphina returns five years later cloaked in power, no longer a Luna... but a Queen. Her former mate is torn, the pack divided, and vengeance burns in her soul. But this isn't just about revenge. It's about justice, truth, and rising from the ashes to claim what was always hers. Because you can burn a Luna... But you can't kill a flame destined to reign.

Legend Fantasy Betrayal Revenge Vampire Alpha Romance

Chapter 9 Throne of Fire, Heart of Stone

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Chapter 1 The Night Her Name Burned

The moon did not blink when they sentenced her.It glowed mercilessly, as if eager to witness the fall of its chosen child.

Seraphina Dusk, once Luna of the Silver Fang Pack, knelt bound in silver chains that hissed against her skin. Her long white cloak, now tattered and dust-stained, trailed behind her like a ghost. The sacred clearing was silent, but her heart thundered as if it could claw its way from her chest. A circle of wolves surrounded her-elders, betas, warriors-all witnesses to her undoing. Not one lifted a claw in protest.

But she did not look at them.

She only looked at him.

Alpha Kael Thorn stood tall at the head of the judgment stone. The man she once loved. The man who once touched her hair like it held prophecy. The man who now would end her life."You know this isn't me," she said, voice frayed. "You know I didn't betray the pack."Kael's jaw tightened, but he didn't speak. His hands, once gentle with her, now clenched with cold resolve. The mate bond between them strained, twisted, and throbbed with unspoken pain.

Behind him stood Lady Alira Vane - his newly chosen mate. She smirked, victorious in silence. A flare of wind stirred the dry leaves. The council had decided. They would burn her at moonrise.

But the moon didn't wait.

It rose fast - bloated and blood-tinged.

Suddenly, the torchbearers stepped forward. Seraphina didn't flinch. Her skin had already begun to sizzle from the silver. What more could flame do?

"By the laws of the Moon, by the will of the Alpha," Elder Marron declared, "Seraphina Dusk, you are sentenced to death for betrayal and consorting with rogues." "I consorted with truth," she spat. "Let the fire purify what words cannot," the elder said. The torches dropped. And the fire kissed her like an old friend.It clawed up her legs, licked her arms, curled into her hair. She gasped-not from pain-but from recognition. This fire wasn't just death. It was invitation.Her vision blurred. Kael's figure remained still. His eyes... shut.

Coward.

Then everything went dark.

Somewhere between death and eternity...

There was no fire here. No wolves. No chains.Only moonlight. Soft. Liquid. Singing.Seraphina floated - or perhaps she fell.

Then a voice, eternal and feminine, wrapped around her soul:

"You are not forsaken. You are flame made flesh. They cast you into judgment, but I call you into becoming."

"Moon Goddess?" Seraphina whispered.

"You were Luna. Now you are more. Rise, Seraphina Dusk - not as wife. Not as widow. As fire."

Elsewhere... days later

She woke in a cave of glowing crystal. Her body, though burned, held no scars. Only her womb stirred - full and alive. She was not alone. She placed her hand on her belly.The child had survived the fire.And so had she.